[ After a thoroughly luxurious brunch at the Mandarin Oriental, they've had a good long walk on foot, ambling through the streets of Manhattan before drinking coffee (spiked, naturally, in Lucifer's case) from a small vendor in Central Park. It's a sunny day, beautiful and just a little crisp. Perfect for their date, really, and Lucifer's grateful for the distraction it provides, the chance to just be with Elio, bask in his company without having to think about his seemingly perpetually silent phone.
Right now, he's seated in the large dressing room of Northern Heights, an incredibly exclusive store in downtown Manhattan, situated on the top-most floor of an old industrial building. The store itself, however, is nowhere near industrial - it's all velvety surfaces and black granite, polished mirrors within gold-painted frames. They've had their own, personal shopping assistant hanging by Lucifer's elbow more or less since they set foot in the store - he's off, currently, searching for whatever Elio's been asking about, the other man currently in the midst of a dress change behind a set of thick curtains, hiding him from view.
Lucifer's leafing through one of the magazines on the glittering granite table. The upcoming spring looks look nice and sleek, maybe a little conservative in nature. He purses his lips and waits for Elio to show himself off for him. ]
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Right now, he's seated in the large dressing room of Northern Heights, an incredibly exclusive store in downtown Manhattan, situated on the top-most floor of an old industrial building. The store itself, however, is nowhere near industrial - it's all velvety surfaces and black granite, polished mirrors within gold-painted frames. They've had their own, personal shopping assistant hanging by Lucifer's elbow more or less since they set foot in the store - he's off, currently, searching for whatever Elio's been asking about, the other man currently in the midst of a dress change behind a set of thick curtains, hiding him from view.
Lucifer's leafing through one of the magazines on the glittering granite table. The upcoming spring looks look nice and sleek, maybe a little conservative in nature. He purses his lips and waits for Elio to show himself off for him. ]