Love stared down at the metal flask and shiny black business card in her hand.
She wanted a little time without Ezra's interference in her head, to consider what they had shared, both intimately and in conversation.
If that meant the possibility of a few sleepless nights riddled with her old nightmares then she would just have to deal with that as she used to before she ever met him.
Making up her mind, she walked into the bathroom and tipped the contents down her sink, watching grimly as the dark blood circled down the drain.
Next she sat back in her bed beside the sleeping ball of gold fur and took out the business card.
Ezra Acheron
Owner, Bar Manager
It also had his number embossed underneath the vibrant red letters and Love smiled slightly.
'Well, this wasn't the way I expected to receive his commlink information.'
She turned it over and then tilted her head to the side with a frown.
