Fin rested his elbow on the table, then his chin in his palm.
"Fair enough," he agreed, finishing his cigarette and lighting another. "So what should we talk about, hmm? The weather, the band... The fact that you smell like something wild and glorious?" Fin asked with a low purr beneath his voice.
That was the only way he could describe it, honestly. A faint hint of something that was fascinating to the magic in his blood.
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Date: 2016-09-21 11:38 pm (UTC)"Fair enough," he agreed, finishing his cigarette and lighting another. "So what should we talk about, hmm? The weather, the band... The fact that you smell like something wild and glorious?" Fin asked with a low purr beneath his voice.
That was the only way he could describe it, honestly. A faint hint of something that was fascinating to the magic in his blood.