[Well after sunset that evening, Dorian makes his way up the steps to Vanessa's townhouse. He's dressed fashionably, in dark and well-cut clothing, his curls carefully styled in the same manner he always arranges them in before leaving the house.
He doesn't know, exactly, where he and Vanessa stand after the time that's passed since they last met, but he's curious about this meeting. They felt close to an understanding after their time together at the Violent Delights party - one built on mutual experiences of the supernatural, and her awareness of his history through her own Dorian Gray - and he wants to know where that leads.
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He doesn't know, exactly, where he and Vanessa stand after the time that's passed since they last met, but he's curious about this meeting. They felt close to an understanding after their time together at the Violent Delights party - one built on mutual experiences of the supernatural, and her awareness of his history through her own Dorian Gray - and he wants to know where that leads.
Raising a hand, he knocks on her front door.]
Vanessa? It's Dorian.