Jayde lingered in the shadows outside of the club, a cigarette giving off a glow that alerted his hiding place. Not that he hid in reality, not in a place like this where he fit in just the same as the wild dancers inside, if for a different reason. Jayde did not dance if he could help it. He watched a few people leave the club, ignoring his own pile of cigarettes under his feet. Axel asked to meet with him and this is what he got. Typical. Turning his head toward the sky, he blew up smoke and watched it drift away before sending another text to the phone of midnight haired man who he might consider a friend.

The insistent vibration of his phone dragged Axel's attention away from his current mission. He barely even stormed onto the dance floor when the flurry of text increased. The interruptions broke his pace so that finally, just before the song ended, he spun away. "Damn it. I'll be back later for more fun, babe," Axel added a coy touch to the otherwise irritated words. He would end up waking in a mood tomorrow if it continued like this. His antsiness was through the roof, but he stalked out of the club anyway, determined to finish this messaging business a quick as possible.

Once outside, Axel stopped in the steams of lights coming from the club's entrance as he looked at his phone. Jayde? A shiver went down Axel's spine. He couldn't forgot about the meeting he'd arranged. Just liked a planned movie entrance, Jayde slid out of the shadows, leaning close to whisper in his ear. A second later, they moved toward the shadows, not completely hidden, but the perfect picture of something shady.

"So," Jayde murmured. "You wanted to talk? Go ahead."