Yeah, Dida, something like that. [She's gorgeous, that's what Tommy's thinking. Eddie looks amazing all done up for the stage, and she looked amazing scrubbed and clean last night. But in the soft morning light, undone, disheveled - it's not a look a lot of people can pull off. Tommy's sure he sure as hell ain't. But Eddie does. He's thinking it doesn't matter much what state she's in, she's got presence.] But even so, still gotta job to do.
[He winks at her as he steps backward - has to, or he'll be stuck here all morning stretching her out again and relearning all the tattoos he missed the night before.] You got my number? [He can feel the stupid smile across his face. He can't stop it.]
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Date: 2025-05-28 02:18 am (UTC)[He winks at her as he steps backward - has to, or he'll be stuck here all morning stretching her out again and relearning all the tattoos he missed the night before.] You got my number? [He can feel the stupid smile across his face. He can't stop it.]