❝ just like the song, we're addicted to the L word ❞

[lilgreasemonkey]

Who: lilgreasemonkey & broketheloop
What: Clay didn't go to the party, so Kaylee brought some of it to him. well, the food anyway for starters
Where: Villa Auditore
When: [BACKDATED LIKE WHOA] Dec 18, night (after the Sanctuary holiday party)
Rating: up to PG-13? idefk
Notes: antics ahoy? ... yea I got nothing here, shush

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[broketheloop]

[Clay, to put it plainly, had been having a hard time. But it wasn't so bad when he's drunk. Though, sometimes, he's a sad, lonely drunk. Those times are best spent at Desmond's bar, so Kaylee doesn't have to see how fucking miserable Clay can get. Desmond was home, off by himself and Clay couldn't help him there. Not that he could anyways. Being deleted, like he was.

Currently, he was in his room with the door open, tossing a tennis ball against the wall. Thump. Thump. Thump. He'd curse softly to himself, then toss it again. Thump.]

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ It was obvious pretty quickly that he wasn't downstairs. It was so still in the villa that when she finally stood still long enough to ponder where to go next she heard it. A faint thump. Repeated faint thumps. She decided to gather up her food, coat and antlers and head on up toward the thumps.

By the time she reached the top of the stairs her feet were protesting the shoes a lot more. But once the location of the thumps was sussed out she just carried on, dumping only her coat and the antlers in her own room on the way to save time. The food was really starting to call to her and if she didn't leave it with him soon she'd just end up claiming half of it for herself.

The door to his room was open but she still shifted the food so she could knock lightly on the doorframe before entering. Her hand lingered though as she saw him, heart tightening. But no, she wasn't going to tear up in front of him and make it worse so with a shake of her head to clear her mind she held her chin up and stepped in. ]

[broketheloop]

[Clay's got a serious case of the dead eye while he tosses the tennis ball. His eyes track the yellow-green ball and do nothing else. It was dead silent in the room as well, save for the thumping. He almost missed catching the ball at the knock at the door. He wasn't expecting anyone to be home. Both Kaylee and Ezio went to the party at that Sanctuary place, leaving Clay the Villa.

He caught the ball one last time and glanced to the doorway. Holy. Fucking. Shit. She looked...she looked amazing. More than amazing. He'd seen hundreds of beautiful women in the Animus. None of them compared to this.] Back so soon?

[lilgreasemonkey]

Yep. [ She answered, though honestly she didn't have any idea what time it really was. She had mostly just gauged things by 'talk to this person then oh hey that one over there too, dance a few times, see a couple performances okay I'm good now, time to steal food and cut out'. Not to mention she didn't even own a watch to go with the dress, and a watch had no place with her wrist full of gold bracelets instead to go with the shoes. With his attention on her now - did he like what she picked out? - she lifted the food a little higher as she walked to him. ]

I wanted to bring ya this. [ And with as bright a smile as she could give him she held out her offering. ]