The sun had barely fallen past the horizon when Davide managed to drag himself into the office. Considering how hard he had partied the night before, the vampire hadn't managed to get enough rest before his "day" started. Probably because he had been distracted and drunk, which typically didn't affect him too much but Davide had tried a few new drinks that were advertised to have a kick... even for vampires.
Davide was now proof that their claims were correct. He felt like he had been hit by every Puttenesca sister a few times on his way home. With bats or golf clubs or something. "I don't want to look at anything for at least twenty minutes." He was mostly talking to himself, declaring something obvious in case his brother was listening from just down the hall, but stopped as soon as he laid eyes on his own desk... with Dante already there, looking almost dead with his face planted in the middle of Davide's rather majestic mahogany desk.
Right, the two had been drinking together before going home separately. Davide with company.... Dante with... well, Davide couldn't remember really. "I see you're feeling it as well." Davide flopped down in one of the client chairs across the desk, rolling his shoulders to try and get his muscles to relax slightly. What a beautiful start to the evening.
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