# INT. BAMBI'S CONDO, DINNER AMONG FRIENDS. @overdr1ves
AS MUCH AS LOLA ENJOYED HAVING A BEAUTIFUL MAN COOKING FOR HER, this had not been her usual tableu. all feigned domesticity, hinged on the peril of crossing a line that only existed outside of the bounds of her apartment. lola stood between two stools perched at the kitchen island, elbows to marble⸺thin-stemmed glass pinched by the base. all it takes is for her to careen her gaze over her shoulder to see the city lights blinking slow in the night; makes her remember why she'd gone through the trouble to pay such a high mortgage. she's not looking at him but, " i can't believe i let you talk me into this. " lola swirls whats left of her cabernet, tips back a small mouthful. " just know that if whatever you're cooking is disgusting, i'm throwing the dishes out instead of washing them. "
