[no one appreciates his red string theory that the red is actually a very fancy brothel. he is unappreciated in his time.]
Bah, hardly. Either way it's a room for workers with a bed. [still he follows, and that private door? finally something promising. things that say private must be important-
ah. viktor squints into the supplies lining the small space, resisting the urge to sigh.
before he can offer a quip back he hears footsteps, which has him tugging pal quickly into that supply closet and quickly shutting the door behind them. at the very least they help light up the small space, and viktor puts his fingers to pal's lips as he listens.
after a beat with no indication they were caught he whispers,] I feel I should be learning something here, yes.
no subject
Bah, hardly. Either way it's a room for workers with a bed. [still he follows, and that private door? finally something promising. things that say private must be important-
ah. viktor squints into the supplies lining the small space, resisting the urge to sigh.
before he can offer a quip back he hears footsteps, which has him tugging pal quickly into that supply closet and quickly shutting the door behind them. at the very least they help light up the small space, and viktor puts his fingers to pal's lips as he listens.
after a beat with no indication they were caught he whispers,] I feel I should be learning something here, yes.