[Flashback | Early days | Open to Aydin Bastien]

[fluctuationfeels]

[Leo was quiet when he came inside. The apartment they'd barely had a week was hardly coming together and it definitely didn't feel like home. At least it had a bed and some furniture already in it. Who knew how many people had fucked or pissed or even died on the mattress, but it was better than nothing.

When he saw Aydin, home started to fall into place around him. His friend had been waiting anxiously no doubt. He knew where he'd been.]

I got two hundred dollars.

[He said it before Aydin could ask if he was okay. It had meant to sound like good news, but he could hear in his own voice there was no excitement. The time he'd spent with the client had been really really hard. He wasn't sure if he could keep doing this.]