He’d planned for a night on the town with somebody he’d started to fall for, which wasn’t normal for him at all. The Mesmer didn’t do ‘love’ all that frequently, but he’d certainly thought… He sighed, realizing that he must have been wrong, because if he had been right, he wouldn’t have been standing alone on the side of the road. He was dressed in his best, leather-clad nonetheless. Kicking the edge of the street’s pavement with the toe of his combat boot, he muttered to himself, “Bloody emotions… Knew they ‘ad to be useless…”
The sound of a woman’s voice caught his attention, causing him to turn as her hand brushed over his shoulder. A slight sigh escaped his lips as he replied, “Ello.” He had to think about the question, dark brown eyes flickering through a series of moods before he finally said, “Yes, I’m al’ight… Just a bit lost, I s’ppose.” Shrugging his black-clad shoulders, he told her, “Got left ‘ere after a bit of an argument.”Summer set her hand to the latch, pausing for a moment, then pushed the door open. Feline ears popped up from a couch, flicked once, and subsided. “Ignore the cats,” she told Vex, and “make yourself at home. How do you like your coffee?” He seemed ill-at-ease, which she could understand a little bit; they knew nothing each of the other, but that didn’t seem quite right with how he was feeling.Vex couldn’t help the smile that formed on his face at the sight of the small, cat-like ears that popped up from the couch. He’d always adored cats; seeing this one now, he almost missed the stray, M&M, that he’d picked up over the years. “Thank you,” he said again, smiling gratefully as he took his seat on the couch. At her question, his eyes flickered to her and he told her, “Just black, please.” He found himself calming a little bit, but his anger was still coiling in the center of his gut; he hoped the hot coffee would help his nerves.
It only took a moment for her to set the Keurig machine and drop a k-cup in it. She came back out to the living room to see a huge, fluffy, seal-pointed cat stretch a long white paw over his head and try to pat Vex’s leg, and grinned. “That’s Helios,” she said. “He’s a Ragdoll throwback, though I’m damned if I know how. His mom was solid black and shorthaired.” She slipped back into the kitchen to grab the cup and brought it over to Vex.
“You want to talk about it, or forget about it?”