Did he need one? Probably not. It didn't matter. He trawled the hotel often enough, knew where all his people lived. But when had Steve become one of his people, and not just a guy he fooled around with from time to time?
He knocked on the door. What the hell was that about? He'd probably say he wasn't feeling well, or some other shitty excuse. He didn't want Steve thinking there was something here. When the door didn't open within two seconds, Kavinsky knocked again. And then again, that same impatience.
Soon he was just doing an impatient, sort of arrhythmic bunch of knocks with both hands, waiting for Steve to open the door.
wildcard; cw: drug use
Did he need one? Probably not. It didn't matter. He trawled the hotel often enough, knew where all his people lived. But when had Steve become one of his people, and not just a guy he fooled around with from time to time?
He knocked on the door. What the hell was that about? He'd probably say he wasn't feeling well, or some other shitty excuse. He didn't want Steve thinking there was something here. When the door didn't open within two seconds, Kavinsky knocked again. And then again, that same impatience.
Soon he was just doing an impatient, sort of arrhythmic bunch of knocks with both hands, waiting for Steve to open the door.