#danielxwhitechapel

[rioxramirez]

Danny Whitechapel x Rio Ramirez

It'd been something of a slow night at the strip club but around the middle of the week, it usually was. Steady rather than busy. There were still hard workers among the supernaturals and humans alike. Rio was having an off day... or rather night... himself. Broodier than usual. On edge, even. And he couldn't place why. Nothing was out of sorts. He had paper work caught up, all things that needed signed off on were signed for. Everyone showed up for their shifts as scheduled and nobody was late, but every little minor annoyance was on his nerves. The vampire may or may not have snapped at a few cocktail waitress and dancers for no real good reason, and while he knew each time had been uncalled for, his pride didn't allow him to apologize.

Letting the employees go about their jobs, Rio slipped away to the rooftop... not so much for the fresh air since he really didn't need to breathe it in but to just try to clear his mind of the unknown frustrations plaguing him. The view of the city was calming from up there. Despite not really having any benefit of it, he still breathed in long and deep, as if there were any chance would fill his undead lungs. Mentally, he could convince himself it did at least a hint of good. He blinked out of any thoughts he had, slowly starting to tear his eyes from the city lights when he sensed someone near. The vampire barely gestured a look over his shoulder with a slight roll of his eyes, assuming it was one of his employees attempting to call his attention to something. "Now's not the fucking time. I promise you."

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