I love using the phrase "vice versa". Fuck you. I'm not saying all that again in reverse.
Big shoutout to etcetera too. What am I, the listing things fairy? Use your imagination.
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( The Doorman turns, blue eyes immediately seizing onto the waitress. As if heโd already seen her coming from a mile away. After some time, his deep-seated frown grew into something more appropriate. A practiced smile, devoid of its usual amusement. )
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"...Isn't The Baroness prepared to handle such things? I bet the higher-ups could pull a few strings to shut them up, considering the hotel is popular amongst the rich and powerful, all things considered." A slight tilt of her head indicated she was pondering, her arms crossed.+
remember when jane eyre is likeย โI cant live here anymoreโ so she just leaves and like. walks into the moors or whatever and almost dies of exposure? bc I really feel that
@prefersthedead ...Well, you pass up the chance to get a high-end education at the most prestigious academy in New York to spend your time at the cemetery. But I'm not judging you, am i?
@prefersthedead Dressing up nicely is surely something worth it.
...But I'm not sure I'd have the most pleasant experience at a ren faire. I prefer just... staying here.