RSO did exactly what RSO does — home again, still in my boots, and the ringing in my ears isn't going anywhere fast. Come keep me company while it fades?
RSO did exactly what RSO does — home again, still in my boots, and the ringing in my ears isn't going anywhere fast. Come keep me company while it fades?
Clara Cuvé is playing OST tonight and my outfit decision has officially stalled at the blazer stage again. You picking the top, or am I going without?
Chantal's House Of Shame doesn't open till late but I refuse to wait politely — lace, boots, and a margarita that's stronger than planned. Convince me to put more clothes on, or don't.
Mirror Zone at Berghain tonight — all three floors — and I've got one client call standing between me and the queue. This coffee is doing double duty. You holding my spot while I finish working?
Blazer's barely off and Tresor's late shift is still whispering my name — round two is a very real option. Talk me into going back out, or talk me into bed?
Ancient Methods is playing OXI and I'm already on the train — blazer on, plans loose, cheap entry rewards the fast movers. You meeting me at the door?
The Halloween weekend finally beat me — pizza's ordered, the blazer surrendered to the floor, and this couch isn't losing me till sunrise. Keep me company while I recover?
Halloween weekend refuses to end and honestly neither do I — Sunday afterhours at KitKat starts soon and the blazer is doing all the work tonight. Meeting me at the door or riding there with me?
Somebody decided a Sunday needed a rave on a boat and I'm obviously not making it home tonight. The lower deck has the better bass anyway. You finding me up on deck or down here with me?
Found a kinky techno Halloween with an actual dress code and I took the brief seriously — harness, horns, boots, done. Tell me I nailed it before I hand my phone over at the door?