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โข Darker themes will be written.
โขIndependent universe with some canon.
โข Pansexual.
โข MDNI.
Production by ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ.
tabs, dinah. are you good?.."
if the heiress didn't even namedrop her own ex - husband, why then would she invoke the names russo or castle?
a free hand reached out comfortingly towards the other woman.
"when your parents expect you to run their business someday, & you're raised just as such..." the ravenette mused as she swirled her glass lightly, what small bitterness within her tone being drowned out with a more natural charm .
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+ another sip, continuing to have her gaze lingering on the woman.
โiโm more curious about you. how have you been ? how are you holding up ?โ
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"you do just that. i'm holding up pretty well."
in business. lest she mention a failed marriage that ended less than positively, but this wasn't that kind of evening.
"been through some shit yourself. read about it, god knows i keep ~
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a hand reached out towards the reclined governmental agent, the crystalline flute filled with something bubbling & undoubtedly expensive.
soon joining madani on the long couch; susan bishop pulled up her legs to lounge -
long-ways - feet just inches away from her guest.
"you're looking tired, di." the businesswoman remarked after her first sip of champagne. a part - understanding, part-teasing statement.
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