"Well, aren't you vague but curious." Rhiannon's mouth quirked. She put both feet on the ground and leaned forward, pushing on her knees to stand up. "Everyone I meet in this city takes conversational deflection to an art form," she muttered, reading the timer on the dryer. "Let's just say he's an asshole and leave it at that for now."
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-10-03 02:57 pm (UTC)