Eating Out

[Sombs]

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This was refreshing, Ezrael thought. Standing up, he moved over to the counter to pay the elderly man for the wine, but instead of leaving the café, he motioned for the restrooms. It looked quite nice in here, very clean, with marbled floor. Entering one of the stalls, he locked the door behind himself, took off his jacket and hung it over the door handle. Opening the toilet, he knelt down, while his hand slid into the left pocket of his black jeans to retrieve a grey scrunchie. A quick move later and his hair was tied up to not fall into the fountain of vomit shooting right into the toilet after he stuck his fingers into his throat.

Five minutes later, Ezrael left the café as if nothing happened. It was time to return to his ship and have a look a Raven's creampie. Chances were he was just being paranoid about it, but he prefered being paranoid about it than being dead or addicted to a drug she mixed into her sweets. Sadly, as much as he wanted it, he simply didn't trust her...

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