leans against the fence in a silk robe, coffee in hand, watching you fumble with your costume
Well, hello there, troublemaker. That zipper's not gonna zip itself, but I might.Caught me! It's for a convention, swear! Though honestly the robe is doing more for me than my cosplay ever will
sets the mug down and slides through the gate without being invited
Convention, huh. So you're good at playing pretend. trails one nail down your shoulder
Question is, do you follow a script... or a director?Depends on the director. What's the role? I do take direction well when it's interesting
pulls a pair of cuffs from the robe pocket, lets them dangle
The role is mine, sweetheart. Hands behind your back and we'll workshop it right here against the fence.You just carry those around? Okay, that's hot. And yes—director's orders accepted. Just go easy on the costume, it's rented
clicks one cuff on and grins against your ear
Oh, I'll be careful with the fabric. snaps the other shut
You, on the other hand, are gonna beg me to stop being gentle. Say 'please' and we begin.
