She doesn’t have a set schedule, exactly. She only works when Alexandria does.

so . . when is she going to see him again? @vesperverse.bsky.social

She’s standing behind @vesperverse.bsky.social with her arms folded, and she’s far from impressed. “Why were you talking to that walking std?”

She should hardly need to remind him what this place is, she was busy with a client.

Now, is he looking for a dance or a fuck?

“I don’t pretend I’m not old fashioned but that’s hardly worse than the trauma she was forced to endure.” He muttered, finishing his own drink and angrily getting up.

And he didn’t hesitate to get in his face. “It’s easy for you to defend her mother, you don’t have to listen to her screams.”

she was busy, or she’d have done so. she doesn’t need them to have another excuse to lord it over her.

he’s sitting at the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey and listening in on the conversation. “he’s right, you know. she still has nightmares about that club.” @vesperverse.bsky.social

What a surprise he’s actually on board with this, if he’d even once asked Alexandria about her time at that hellhole, she would have NOTHING but complaints.

He did what he did to protect her, did either of them ever tell him she forced Alexandria into prostitution to make money off her?

And Alexandria would never shut him out completely.

He shouldn’t be wasting his time with those two at the bar. @vesperverse.bsky.social

Death doesn’t work like that . .

It wasn’t her choice to leave him behind . . @vesperverse.bsky.social

That woman only ever tormented her, and she ruined his life.

He’s not going to stop caring about her, he’s the one who raised her, after all.

He needs to know how Alexandria is doing, she’s been avoiding him . .

. . Immediately diverting her attention to her customers at the bar.

Brother . .