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automobilepeninsular) wrote2017-06-20 10:46 pm
automobilepeninsular) wrote2017-06-20 10:46 pm
[Open to clients]
[ AP was getting used to his new life. And sadly it had become the norm to be sat in his working room, eyes following over the shapes of the toys, ties and tools laid out on re-pained Ikea shelves and bookcases.
At least the bed was soft, clean and doused in red fabric pretending to be silk. As much as it kicked up static, it was nicer than the rough sheets he had at home.
He knew what clients to expect and when. Not always what they wanted, but he could guess by then with how much time they booked him for.
He sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in black boxers and a short robe, watching the clock above the door for another man, woman or whatever to wander into the room, demands on the tip of their tongue as his mind flittered off to notes of music and lines or prose. ]
At least the bed was soft, clean and doused in red fabric pretending to be silk. As much as it kicked up static, it was nicer than the rough sheets he had at home.
He knew what clients to expect and when. Not always what they wanted, but he could guess by then with how much time they booked him for.
He sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in black boxers and a short robe, watching the clock above the door for another man, woman or whatever to wander into the room, demands on the tip of their tongue as his mind flittered off to notes of music and lines or prose. ]