Coming in from the night, Hands removed his outer coat, laying it across his arm, asking for a table in the corner, still within view of the entertainment, but providing some privacy.<br/><br/>He'd  texted his love, hoping she might join him for an evening out.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="2015" data-username="@•°Rosa Nera°•" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2015/">@•°Rosa Nera°•</a>