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cast_iron_bitch) wrote2017-09-27 02:33 pm
cast_iron_bitch) wrote2017-09-27 02:33 pm
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In the end, it had taken less than a minute's time to decide the price was worth the result.
The billboards cost several thousand each, but it was not this cost to which Laurent's thoughts turned. At nearly seven hundred square feet in size, the images of Damen's straining form were quite striking. Laurent had been there to watch as the first billboard was raised, observing as each pair of eyes was caught and lingered upon the sight. A few passersby even took photographs on their phones, though whether that was to keep a remembrance of Damen's form or the number and address of the gym his body advertised, Laurent could not be sure.
Either way, the advertisements were most effective. That Damen might not enjoy them was the true price to be born. Laurent might have told him before, or even during the process of their design. Instead, he had chosen not even to tell him after, at least not in words. The route he had chosen for their daily walk would neatly perform the task for him - now, he need only wait for Damen to notice.
'The air is turning,' he observed as they walked by the park, perilously near to the first - and least clothed - sign. 'In a perfect world, we could give winter a pass entirely and progress directly from autumn to spring.'
The billboards cost several thousand each, but it was not this cost to which Laurent's thoughts turned. At nearly seven hundred square feet in size, the images of Damen's straining form were quite striking. Laurent had been there to watch as the first billboard was raised, observing as each pair of eyes was caught and lingered upon the sight. A few passersby even took photographs on their phones, though whether that was to keep a remembrance of Damen's form or the number and address of the gym his body advertised, Laurent could not be sure.
Either way, the advertisements were most effective. That Damen might not enjoy them was the true price to be born. Laurent might have told him before, or even during the process of their design. Instead, he had chosen not even to tell him after, at least not in words. The route he had chosen for their daily walk would neatly perform the task for him - now, he need only wait for Damen to notice.
'The air is turning,' he observed as they walked by the park, perilously near to the first - and least clothed - sign. 'In a perfect world, we could give winter a pass entirely and progress directly from autumn to spring.'