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theresponsiblefloch · 5 years ago

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Getting Out of My Head

Who: Camille and Javan

When: Friday 27th March

Where: J2

Notes/Warnings: Javan and Camille take a moment to reconnect after the storm

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Camille entered the familiar bar and looked around until she spotted the figure she was here to see. Adjusting the low cut scoop of her top she was making sure that she framed her breasts properly. Seemingly ignoring Javan, Camille made her way over to the bar and stood with a smirk looking along the stools. As the bar tender asked if they could help she gave a slight laugh, “I believe there is a seat with my name on it at the bar but I don’t know which one it would be.”

Javan looked up when the door opened out of habit, lips quirking into a smile as he saw who walked through the door. It was hard to suppress the laugh that wanted to spill out at the very studious way Camille seemed to be ignoring him, which told him she knew exactly where he was. Sure enough, Nic looked over at him and tilted his head towards Camille. Wanting to needle Camille a bit, Javan shook his head so Nic turned back to the woman. "I guess I can't tell you that. You'll have to pick one and see if its right."

Camille bit her lower lip and ran her eyes along the stools again before she lifted her gaze to meet Nic’s. “Hmm, there could be a whole lot resting on this decision. How about you make me a porn star martini while I choose.” The temptation to turn and look at him was strong but she ignored it as she walked back and forth before finally pulling a seat out and sitting down delicately, her fingers resting on the smooth wooden bar top.

As soon as Nic had finished making the drink, he placed it in front of her and moved farther down the bar to help someone else who had just come in. Javan finished serving the customer he was with and checked in with the other customers along the way as he leisurely moved towards her. When he finally made it to Camille, he looked at her with something close to surprise. "Hi Camille. I see you found your way to a seat."

She reached out and lifted the glass with a thanks before taking a sip and closing her eyes for a moment to enjoy the taste. There was no doubt in her mind that Javan knew she was in the bar by this time but she could wait, after all she intended to stay well past closing with him. Occupying herself with the drinks menu, though she could practically recite it from memory she turned at his voice. “I did indeed, though I must say I was a little disappointed not to see a name card for me. Still the fabulous drink is making up for it.” She lifted the glass muttering a quick cheers towards him before placing it down again. “How are you this evening Javan?”

"And if I had put out a name card, you'd be disappointed in whatever seat I had chosen and you would complain about that. This way you didn't also complain about how long your drink took to be made since you took your time about it," he teased her back as he casually wiped down the bar in front of her. "I'm doing fine. As well as can be expected after the storm - but as you can see, J2 made it through fine so that's the important thing. And you?"

Camille couldn’t stop the laugh tumbling from her lips at his words. He knew her too well, especially when she was in one of these moods so she couldn’t argue with what he said. “I’m glad to see it. So many places had damage including the building I was in. One of the big windows at the front got badly damaged, there was glass everywhere. It was such a mess and of course water poured in then too.” Camille shuddered visibly at the memory before she reached for her glass and took a large gulp, “Still it’s over and we are safe. I do need to unwind tonight though, think you can help?”

Javan couldn't entirely hide the real concern he felt at the story she was telling, although she didn't appear to be injured. Reaching across, he tilted up her chin so he could look over her face and into her eyes a little more closely. Just to be sure. "If you need to go up to my place early, I can send you up with the key." As much as he enjoyed teasing Camille, there was a point where it was more important to make sure she was well and stable.

Camille's eyes widened as he lifted her face up, her gaze finding his familiar one. Any playing about disappeared from her mind as she gave a slight nod, her expression totally serious, "Thank you but I promise I'm alright.....or I will be." Breaking his stare for a moment she took a pause, "I just need to get out of my head tonight."

Javan nodded as she gave the serious reply so that she knew he understood. He needed something similar, so it would be easy enough to provide. "I'll get you some food. Are you willing to risk the soup of the day or should I just shout your name at Andre and see what he decides to provide?"

It was clear to her he knew where she was coming from and she knew he would give her what she needed, it was the whole reason she was here. In turn she could help him to at least relax a bit if nothing else. Moment over she gave a chuckle at the question, "While I'm quite intrigued to see what Andre thinks I should have I will stick with the soup. I don't want to be active on a full stomach after all." Her fingers wrapped round the stem of her glass as she lifted it to her lips again, smirking at him as she did. Without another thought she ran her eyes down his body and back up to meet his gaze again, licking her lips as she did and bringing her thoughts back to her reason for being there.

Javan had to suppress a chuckle at the knowing edge to her movements. They might not talk about the moment again, it was enough that it had happened and they were both aware. But for now, he could give her the space to relax and enjoy herself. "It's a vegetarian cabbage soup tonight. Both satisfying and energizing to keep you going for whatever you need tonight. Also, I think Bea is into the dramatic retellings stage of her current break up if you want to be entertained for a little while." A regular that both of them knew, Bea fell in and out of love quickly and did all of it at top volume. He'd enjoyed her tragic stories more than once and figured the woman would be good company for Camille while he was busy.

"Satisfying and energizing, two words that I like to hear this evening," the submissive teased. Her gaze made it's way in the clear direction of Bea's voice and she looked back with a chuckle. "Is this about Jacob or Toni?.....actually that sounded very like Pierre," she grinned as she lifted her glass and downed the contents. "I think I need that before I go over. Can I have a glass of water to take over. Too much alcohol and one of Bea's stories and I might not make it to closing time." Waiting for water Camille took a visible deep breath before she went over with a sympathetic smile and gave Bea a consolatory hug before the woman began to retell the story for her benefit, with even more emphasis than she had previously been using.

Javan handed her the glass of water, feeling like he was supposed to salute her with the air she approached Bea. Instead, he gave her a chance to get settled before going into the kitchen to put together the bowl of soup with a few slices of a baguette. He made another drink for her to go with it, and then approached the table and put the food down in front of her. "Enjoy yourself ladies. Let me know if you need anything." But before he could be wrapped up in the stories and either of them actually responding, he slipped away and behind the bar again.

Camille was laughing loudly at Bea's tale when the food was placed before her. She barely had a moment to register it before Javan was gone again but she did appreciate the fact he had brought her another drink too. Bea didn't miss a beat in her story so Camille ate her soup and enjoyed her drink and the entertaining story, just letting herself have some fun until closing time.

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