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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you are not doing this
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀out of love. according
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to my * definition of
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀human emotions, you
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀are doing this for
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀…… ⠀ 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗟 ⠀ .ᐟ
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⠀⠀⠀⠀sits on the hood of her
⠀⠀⠀⠀car, sipping away at a
⠀⠀⠀⠀pitch—black coffee.
⠀⠀⠀⠀tendrils of steam rise
⠀⠀⠀⠀from the styrofoam cup.
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⠀⠀purpose. “Do you have time for a few
⠀⠀questions?” Fingertips run languidly
⠀⠀along the lid of her coffee cup, Dalia’s
⠀⠀confidence a softened, simmering
⠀⠀presence and her warmth genuine. “It
⠀⠀shouldn’t take long. Just a few minutes.”
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⠀⠀Shrewd is her gaze, seemingly able to
⠀⠀delve far further than the average eye
⠀⠀and sinks into Victoria’s skin, curiosity
⠀⠀a burning presence. “It depends. .” A
⠀⠀smile dances at the edge of pliant lips,
⠀⠀the pause brief but held with ——
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hair flows with each confident stride that neuman takes towards the parking lot. it’s only herself and the stranger , so victoria is aware when a second set of footsteps join her own. if she has to pop a fucking he*d right now —— she stops when called , turning »
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⠀⠀ it might be a bar, but her can
⠀⠀ only consists of diet coke.
⠀⠀ files are arranged around her,
⠀⠀ a hazardous mess to some. to
⠀⠀ her it makes all the sense.
⠀⠀ in this little booth, she is in
⠀⠀ her own world.
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⠀ ⠀/ as someone who is non-binary
⠀⠀ and has transgender friends. it is
⠀ ⠀ distressing to see writers openly
⠀⠀ using slurs and degrading other
⠀⠀ writers, characters and ocs who
⠀⠀ identify and being supported /
⠀⠀ defended by their friends.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀no attempt is made to hide,
⠀⠀⠀⠀a sip taken of the obsidian
⠀⠀⠀⠀liquid as soft browns track.
⠀⠀⠀⠀madam vice—president is
⠀⠀⠀⠀pretty. but that has nothing
⠀⠀⠀⠀to do with business. ——
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steps out of her office , locking up before turning towards the rest of the world. brown eyes glance at the woman —— this is the third time this week she was parked here doing the same thing at the exact hour. victoria says nothing but remains alert as she begins to »
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⠀⠀⠀⠀dalia pushes from the hood
⠀⠀⠀⠀of her car. a 1969 mustang.
⠀⠀⠀⠀is she here on her * own time?
⠀⠀⠀⠀or the police departments?
⠀⠀⠀⠀long legs and a steady stride
⠀⠀⠀⠀cut down the distance. ——
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