<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department Store<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentioning Kevin, Mallory, The Prisoner Kyless<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Remembering why he's here<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>A bra<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Hopefully I'll be able to recover those memories one day, then. Can't say I'm not enjoying the idea of a small block of my memory being such a blank, but at least you were there to remember it... Conversely, you get to hold it over my head like s proverbial carrot, which... Sounds about right for you." Albion huffed, more in a playful manner than an annoyed one. The fact that she had fun teasing him was enough to put his mind at ease. Knowing she was teasing meant she was having fun, and if she was having fun, then all was right with him. "Alright, look, I have a sliiiight inclination for a little pain, but I got turned on getting hit in the face by a spatula...? I think my pain tolerance while I'm drunk is next level then..."<br/><br/>However, it was reassuring that Nerissa admitted to trusting him that much, even if he didn't feel he deserved that trust after what he'd done to her. However, it was probably because it was him that she trusted him that much and didn't react with fear or dislike. "... Thanks, Neri. Makes me feel weird to hear something like that spoken so boldly... But it's a good kind of weird. It makes me realize just how much affection I was missing out on after I joined the organization." He rubbed his neck in embarrassment. It really did take guts and courage to bare your heart like that, and fear of rejection was always a killer. However, it was how you acted if it occurred that determined how one shuld be viewed, and to him... He couldn't be angry at her if their roles were reversed and she rejected him.<br/><br/>It was supposed to be part of life. Sometimes you found someone that worked, sometimes you didn't. You either preservered and kept searching, or you gave up... Now he had his someone, and... He needed to treat them like they wanted to be treated: With affection, kindness, and love... Most things he hadn't gotten used to sharing on such an intimate level for years.<em>'Do your best, Remington... You've gotten this far by stopping the denial of your feelings, now you need to follow through and welcome hers into your life... And answer them properly.'</em><br/><br/>It was hard to look at Neri and the things she did without feeling some sense of attraction or arousal, but now that they had done this, it seemed all bets were off. She could sit in ways that she didn't mind how he saw her, perfectly unaware (or maybe fully aware) while she looked at her phone. "A cabin? You really own one? That's impressive... Though, before today I might be a little worried being there with you if it was just us. Now... I'm still a little worried, but for entirely different reasons." Reasons he could tell she knew perfectly when she spoke her next comment and licked her lips like a fox who knew it had a meal on its hands.<br/><br/>"Between you and me, I would rather stay feeling like this than the way I did before... It's a little uneasy still, but there's no sense of misery. Even when we weren't together, it felt better knowing I had a friend who wouldn't leave me alone. I guess that's part of why I could live like that so long..." He hummed softly. Being with friends could sustain him for quite a while inbetween his bad habits... But having an anchor in his life was probably the greatest boon he could ever ask for.<br/><br/>"Mm... It wasn't a good feeling, but between all that and just having you people at work, I could live with it, even if it was far from healthy. I'm glad Kevin hasn't turned out like I did, but I do think he throws himself into his work too much." He frowned, before giving a quick chuckle. "I guess in a way we both saw them and thought they needed a nudge in the right direction, but at the same time we can't really interfere too much. Especially considering our own predicament." Nerissa had been quite right about the triangle drama comment. Reminding himself he'd never been on a true date before, taking Nerissa to dinner would be an interesting experience. He just hoped he didn't mess it up somehow.<br/><br/>Albion could only frown as Nerissa resolved to endure whatever she had coming to her. "You've got a point... I can't underestimate Lily's intellect. If she knows my habits from how much we've interacted over the last year, she wouldn't think I would be solely capable of this." He spoke, shaking his head. "I still think maybe you're a bit worried... I'll be more in trouble, especially after the player comments earlier... But if we want to be truthful about this... Then we should be ready for anything. I lIke Lily as a friend, but... It may be for the best if i can make her hate me, so she can move on sooner than getting hung up over it." Which would be an easy endeavor for hin, but one that did not account for Lily's own feelings on the matter. They could plan, but she was the wild card here. How she reacted and responded would determine how they could handle this.<br/><br/>By comosrison, Toshiro seemed a simpler prospect. "I always got the feeling he had misgivings about Calder demons, so somehow I feel like he might not be too bent out of shape about it. At worst he may just see it as typical Calder trickery, but I don't think he would think you did it to be malicious... I hope." At the least, Albion knew his dislike of Calder demons was far less fanatical than his own of War Demons, given he actively worked with the Prisoner to better understand her.<br/><br/>Being accosted about the underwear, he should have expected. "No, you dolt. I just have a collection of lady's underwear at home, of various sizes because guests were expected to leave by morning and tended to rush out... Usually forgetting some of their clothes." He sighed... But she was right, he was a slut. "If they remember, sure, they can have it back, but no one has ever done it. Usually just means I have to do a little more laundry, but nothing I haven't done before. .. Did I find something that weirds you out? Well then, one point to me." He gave a playful laugh. Even though in the long run, Nerissa would easily win in weird factors.<br/><br/>"I mean, yeah, I have boxers, but anyone who looks under the dress might find it suspect I'm wearing boxers instead of panties... And yes, for your reference, I can wear boxers if I feel like it. It's just more comfortable to go without, but I don't have the luxury to do that here." He shrugged. Once Nerissa started rattling off the different pairs, he blinked and shook his head. "Nothing too extravagant, just something to hide me reasonably well. Briefs would work fine, and hipsters probably fit the bill... Maybe boyshorts too." He moved his hand to his chin in ponder. The comment of doing it after fitting, however, brought his attention downward, before he blinked.<br/><br/>"... Right, that's a thing. Don't worry, I've got it. I'm more worried if you do it, we may not leave this stall for a while." He shook his head, retrieving the wipe from her hand and getting to work cleaning himself down below from the aftermath of their activities. There was, at least, no shame in cleaning himself openly like there might have been at literally any other time in his life, but he wouldn't dwell on the thought now. "Talking about underwear, now I'm curious: How much do you have?"<br/><br/>The real surprise would be seeing just how exotic the underwear Nerissa had could be. Someone like her probably had more than a few fun pieces of clothing around. "I also know we need to leave here soon to pick up a swimsuit for me but I wonder how feasible it would be given... You know, what ee have to reveal..."