• Prudence

    Prudence: Chapter 3i

    Flavia stands in the juncture, shivering, although her cheeks are flushed and sweat dries on her brow. She doesn’t know why she’s surprised. Of course, this is the way the business may still work. But for some reason, she expected LeBeau would be enamoured with her, and give her a shot for no explicable or deserved reason. Men have always fallen over her. LeBeau didn’t – at least not in the way she hoped. Amber is right. She’s a dreamer. She heads through the nearest entry and is surrounded by red – it’s the Red Lounge, filled with people, their attention fixed on the pianist. He sways on his stool,…

  • Prudence

    Prudence: Chapter 3e

    Amber is unsure where to go from the juncture. There are so many archways funnelling off to so many different places. It is folly to assume that she will stumble upon Quinn by accident. Marcus said they were going to have a game of pool, but where are there pool tables here? Why are there pool tables? Like so many others, she struggles to reconcile the pastiche of options. She takes out her phone and sends a text to Quinn, asking where he is. People pass her. Guys look at her appreciatively. Several flirt with her. She retreats to the lobby, where at least it’s quiet enough that she can…