[Thanks to the "advice" (if it can be called that) he received from Judith and Cloud, Emil has decided that what he needs to do in order to make up with Richter and get things completely back to normal between them is to... distract him. In a sexy way. He's more than a little skeptical about this, but if two different people suggested it to him, then there must be some merit to it, right?
That's the only reason he's currently standing outside the door to the living room, clad in a pair of tight leather pants and a tanktop that leaves several inches of stomach bare and feeling more self-conscious than he has in a long time. There's no turning back now; he just wishes his stomach would stop tying itself into knots the way it is.]
That's the only reason he's currently standing outside the door to the living room, clad in a pair of tight leather pants and a tanktop that leaves several inches of stomach bare and feeling more self-conscious than he has in a long time. There's no turning back now; he just wishes his stomach would stop tying itself into knots the way it is.]