#thread: lou

“Lulu something’s wrong!” Theo slams through the door of the room they’ve been sharing, frantic, shaky. She feels sick and on edge, searching for the empty pill bottle she woke up to sitting by her bed that morning. “Fuck, fuck, fuck....” she’s only barely looking at Lou, only barely even talking to her, tunnel visioned on the pills she must have taken, the withdrawal she feels coming on and the fact that she can’t seem to find that bottle anywhere -- and that she wants to find it at all. She finally actually turns back around to look at her friend, frantic. Noting only briefly and barely that Lou looks just as frantic. “I woke up and I had taken -- who the fuck gave me pills, Lou what happened?”

Abraham found himself missing the firecracker he woke up next to weeks ago. They never really did get a chance to talker, with her so flustered and in a hurry to get out of there. She was probably ashamed of that night, but he was not. Life was too short not to have some fun, and that’s how he lived every day. Well, maybe not the sex part but he definitely had some fun stealing from the blind - and by blind he meant the common folk, who were too stupid to realize they were being robbed. Abe has standards, of course, he would never actually steal from a blind person. Did he classify her in that category? No and yes; no because she definitely wasn’t stupid, but yes because she had no idea that he borrowed a couple of nice dollar bills from her. 

Despite that portion of their encounter, it was rather nice what they had. He wouldn’t mind having a nice little chat, to get to know her a bit more. Though, if he were being completely honest, he wouldn’t deny there were other benefits to seeing her. Benefits for him, of course. 

The Englishman was clever when it came to finding his mark, doing a bit a recon in order to track her down. He asked around the neighborhood, showing them a picture he might have sneaked into his possession when he was rummaging through her belongings. Hey, he had to have something permanent to remember her. When he did find her, Abraham decided to play it cool - smooth. 

Oops! Bare-ass and Busted!@shesboundtolose[Baberaham!! O.M.F.G!! BRB DYING!]

The Brit texted her to meet him, saying he needed to talk to her. But of course, that was a ruse. Perhaps she would figure that out once she seen where he asked to meet. He re-rented the hotel room they had...first met. 

Abraham waited in the bedroom, a trail of rose petals leading from the front door to the room. Laying across the bed, his head resting in his hand, Abe waited patiently. At the sound of her voice calling for him, he shouted back, ‘’In here, love!’’ Footsteps approached the bedroom, and then the door opened. ‘’Good evening, darling. See anything you like?’’