Company Town
“Hwa said. “You’ve done some succubus play, right?”
The Aviation was alive with jazz. Violet light streamed across the black-and-white chequered floor. In the centre of the room, the bar rotated slowly. One revolution an hour. Hwa had counted three revolutions. She had lost track of how many bourbons that meant. Or which of the very specialized types she’d been drinking. Probably all of them.
Layne sipped her drink. “Sure, like once or twice. It’s super rare, though. Like it’s a thing they try once and don’t really go back to, unless they some like it. What are you at?”
“Where did you get the suit?” Hwa gestured at herself. “For being invisible.”
“Oh, my God. You don’t need to be invisible, Hwa. Get over yourself.”
“No, it’s not like that,” Hwa said, for the second time in as many days. “I don’t…” I don’t want to be invisible, she should have said, but the words were harder to get out than she expected.
“Besides, it’s fucking tough to rent that shit,”
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