Cuddle City

[quinientos]

Vasquez
35 / GAMMA, Floor Five, NORTH

Bring good food, better tequila, and an open mind about who you're dealing with and we'll get along just fine. Any kind of company welcome, but I don't trust easy.

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[quinientos]

I won't go anywhere. You know how to get to me?

[unanticipate]

Knock on your door?

[quinientos]

Three short, one long.

[Paranoia doesn't go away that easy, unfortunately, not to mention she is still a stranger.]

[unanticipate]

How do I knock long?

[ Even during her years with Saw she was never taught that. ]

[quinientos]

Very hard, makes it echo.

[Tells him someone is knocking with purpose, that they're following a code of sorts]

text > action

[unanticipate]

Alright.

[ She can try. Or just kick at the door. ]

See you in two hours.

[ And, as promised, two hours later there are three short knocks and one booming one against his door. ]

[quinientos]

[He's still more than a little paranoid because he feels like he has to be, even though people say he's safe. Still, someone promising food and alcohol, not to mention a woman? More than good enough for him to go with, and he has a lasso in case things go wrong. At the knock, he keeps half his body hidden, being the armed half, and peers out of it]

Not bad for someone who doesn't know a long knock.

[It's teasing, of course, with a smirk, but he gestures inside, intending not to turn his back for a little, just until he feels surer.]