( marcos had missed the first night of the auction because he's been busy with some things in the city. he'd hoped it wouldn't run long but it had and he'd promised to come to the next night.
and thus, he was here, dressed in a white button up shirt after having thankfully gotten some sleep. the insomnia isn't as bad as it has been which he's taking as a good sign. he spends some time just wandering around, checking out the various people that are auctioning themselves off to the highest bidder.
when he finally spots caroline through the crowd, he moves closer and slips his hand into hers and asks: ) How much would you bid on me if I was up there?
night two
and thus, he was here, dressed in a white button up shirt after having thankfully gotten some sleep. the insomnia isn't as bad as it has been which he's taking as a good sign. he spends some time just wandering around, checking out the various people that are auctioning themselves off to the highest bidder.
when he finally spots caroline through the crowd, he moves closer and slips his hand into hers and asks: ) How much would you bid on me if I was up there?