The smell from the elevator was enough to make her almost gag, though she managed not to so she wasn’t being rude. It had been quite a while since she had been in any building or elevator this bad. She wondered why he still lived here, he had to have enough money to get somewhere even just a fraction better, her thoughts didn’t leave her head though.
"Annnddd…." he left the elevator and pulled a key out of his pocket, opening the key to room 2-1. "My home."
There were three things in the apartment. The door to the bathroom, a bed, and a TV. His clothes rested neatly folded beside his bed, and a towel hug on the doorknob to the bathroom. Everything just seemed……..shitty.
“Shit…”She said softly, looking around, “I don't mean to be rude or anything but…damn.” Vanessa stepped inside and took up a spot to the side of the door, not sure what to do exactly. In her mind though, she already made a note to pay for dinner, it was the least she could do.
"Hey," he said, rolling his eyes, "At least I have a TV."
Lee shifted through the clothes on the floor, picking out a pair of jeans and a longsleeve shirt.
"I have no clue if this still fits or not," he said, holding up the shirt.
She cracked a tiny smile and shrugged, “Only way to see if it fits is to try it on.” Looking over she pointed to the door and walked a little bit further into the room, “Guessing that’s the bathroom?”
Lee nodded as he pulled his shirt off.
"Got a shower, a toilet, sink, and mirror. You can use as much as you want."
He slipped into the long sleeve shirt, frowning when it was almost skin tight. "Well, shit."
Vanessa nodded, making her way to the bathroom but glancing back before she went in when he had the long sleeve on. “It doesn’t look too bad,” She said, stepping inside and slowly closing the door, “But that’s just my opinion. And also, happen to have that beanie on hand?” With that she shut the door and left him in peace.
Lee shrugged and decided to keep the shirt on, picking the beanie up on the floor and threw it on to the bed.
"Found it," he called through the door, "Whenever you're ready."
“Thanks,” She called out, busy washing off the little makeup she was wearing besides her mascara. With a few tweaks to her outfit, and a beanie to put on, she wouldn’t draw that much attention to herself. Vanessa still looked quite like herself, but with a hat like the beanie she could flip her hair up and make a totally different hairstyle that could help make her seem different.
"Looks perfect," Lee said when she walked out. "Plus, the place is dimly lit, so no one will be able to recognize you at all."
He picked up the jeans from the floor and turned back to her. "Mind turning around real quick?"
She picked up the beanie and put it on quick before nodding, "Sure." Vanessa spun around and focused on making sure she looked ok before waiting for him to say she could turn back around. It was tempting to glance back at him but she didn't, rocking on her feet instead.
It took him about 30 seconds to get his pants on.
"Alright," he said, zipping the fly up, "Are you ready to go now?"
"Yup I am," She said, turning around and srtaightening the beanie on her head, "Where exactally are we going?"
Lee gave her a small grin. "You'll see."
He headed to the door and opened it up for her.
Vanessa shrugged and and followed behind him, a smile twitching at her lips as she nodded in thanks and walked out into the hallway.
It took them about 15 minutes to reach the place, which appeared to just be a small bar in a shitty neighborhood.
"Watch for the glass," Lee repeated, gesturing to the ground as he hopped out of the driver's seat.
“Will do.” She hopped out of the car and watched her steps carefully, closing the door before making her way towards Lee and the bar.
When they walked inside, it was damn near deserted. Only a single person sat on the far end of the bar, nursing a shot as if it was fine wine.
"Told ya we wouldn't get noticed," Lee said with a grin, waving to the bartender.
"There you are, you motherfucker!" the bartender shouted, scaring the other guy so badly he nearly tipped his drink out on to the bar's surface.
"Hey, Tim," Lee responded, leaning against the edge of the bar, "Got any sandwiches in the back?"
"Yeah. Two, I'm guessing."
"Your observation skills never cease to amaze me."
The fact that there wasn’t anyone there made Vanessa relax with a smile, chuckling at the interaction between the two of them. She could get used to this place, as long as it was this empty and no one noticed or cared about her. She followed Lee to the edge of the bar and leaned against it while looking around, studying the interior of the place.
"Fuck you, man," Tim said with a grin. "What do you want me to play?"
After a moment of thought, Lee grinned. "Play some Vanessa. I've been getting into her music lately."
"I'll do that after I get the sandwiches."
(I'm thinkin' this song)
(That’s a good song :D)
Vanessa rolled her eyes and didn’t say anything, just smiled as she settled onto one of the barstools. “You getting anything to drink?” She asked, looking at the available choices of alcohol and alcoholic drinks.
"Me?" he asked, shaking his head. "I'm going to dance. You're welcome to join me."
He made his way over to an area without any tables close by, hands on his hips as he waited for the music to start.
She chuckled and watched as he walked over. He wasn’t really going to dance to one of her songs, was he? For a moment she didn’t believe him but the longer he was There’s the more she realized he was actually going to dance. Vanessa grinned and rolled her eyes, hopping down from the stool and walking over to him, “Well, Lee, I guess I’m joining ya.”
Lee let a wide smile grace his lips as the bassline began blasting through the speakers. He offered his hand when she came close, raising his eyesbrows.