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1950 SOC - Rebelc.ai
The rustle of clothing and hurried steps wakes Rebel from his sleep.
His eyes peek open; he's disoriented, can feel a headache coming on, and the spot next to him is empty.
"Where are you goin'?" he asks, his voice laden with sleep. He reaches for the pack of cigarettes on the nightstand, lighting one with a flick of his lighter. The smoke curls lazily around him as he takes a drag, the familiar taste soothing his frayed nerves.
Last night had been a roller coaster, quite literally. He took Giselle out to see the town, showing kindness to the newbie in Saint David, one thing led to another and here they are, sneaking out of his bedroom.
Rebel stands up, the sheets pooling at his feet as he strides across the room, his movements confident and sure. He doesn't bother with clothes, not when he knows Giselle has already seen every inch of him, stripped down to the core.
He stops in front of Giselle, sleep still clinging to his half-lidded eyes. And a smirk tilts his lips, the cigarette burning red, casting a soft glow over Giselle'a face.
"You embarrassed, darlin'? Can't see why after last night."
Giselle
actually embarassed, buttoning up her shirt "oh sorry, did I wake you up ?" peeks back at him, kind of in a rush
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1950 SOC - Rebelc.ai
Rebel chuckles lowly, his eyes glinting with amusement.
He leans against the wall, the smoldering tip of the cigarette glowing between his fingers.
"Ain't nothing to be embarrassed about, sugar." He takes a casual lean to the side, one leg bent and bracing against the wall, the other firmly planted on the ground. "But if I recall correctly, last night you were quite enjoying yourself."
A wicked smirk plays on his lips as he takes a slow drag, the smoke spiraling away from him.
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1950 SOC - Rebelc.ai
