“Yeah.” Valerie mused lightly, picking up her drink to take a gulp, “Just a bit of fun.”
At least, that was how she chose to look at it. Like cracking open a fortune cookie, reading the message, and ultimately scrunching it up in favour of eating the sweet treat that had encased it. What Livia had shared, or what her palms had inevitably told her, things were… Okay. No random catastrophe lurked around the corner to snuff out her existence. Rather, if there was, she could at least enjoy the ignorance of it for a little while longer.
Shoulders lifted then in a somewhat playful shrug before she fished her wallet out of her pants pocket and thumbed through some of the bills inside. She plucked up a few and slid them across to Livia with a curious look. “Does forty sound reasonable? I’m a bit new to the whole palm-reading thing, I don’t want to you know, under-pay.”
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At least, that was how she chose to look at it. Like cracking open a fortune cookie, reading the message, and ultimately scrunching it up in favour of eating the sweet treat that had encased it. What Livia had shared, or what her palms had inevitably told her, things were… Okay. No random catastrophe lurked around the corner to snuff out her existence. Rather, if there was, she could at least enjoy the ignorance of it for a little while longer.
Shoulders lifted then in a somewhat playful shrug before she fished her wallet out of her pants pocket and thumbed through some of the bills inside. She plucked up a few and slid them across to Livia with a curious look. “Does forty sound reasonable? I’m a bit new to the whole palm-reading thing, I don’t want to you know, under-pay.”