Not taking his hand off of Anael's neck, Robin used his other hand to pull out his phone and swipe to the Uber app. "We're going to the club," he said. He didn't bring people back to his place anymore, not with Prometheus staying there. And he had at least some tools of the trade at work.
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Date: 2017-07-02 11:43 pm (UTC)