psl: meeting Armand

[the_cupbearer]

Watching the sun finish setting in Dubai made Ganymede sigh, sipping at the drink he held, glass still sweating even in the cooling air. He'd missed the desert and the desolate nature of seeing so much apparently barren land; of course, the place had changed quite a lot since he'd been here last, and there was so much more opulence and western influence that it was almost entirely new.

Night settled ike a cool blanket around the shoulders, bringing a breeze that flirted at the little fringe of baby hair around his face, though the rest was pulled back in a thick plait. He was enjoying watching the city light up around him, having no real plans for the rest of the night.