Magnus sat there on his couch, looking like a normal human, with the boxes of containers around him, the fact he had no makeup on and barely any nail polish left on his fingers. If he wasn't for the eyes, he'd look as though he was a bum, really.
    Hearing his front door open, he didn't even dare glance back, but instead lifted his drink to his lips, taking a long sip. Not yet knowing it was Alec.
    "There is a note on the door, I am not taking clients," he mumbled out. "Leave."
















