Yvaine (
an_evening_star
) wrote
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tristranthorn
2009-01-09 06:44 am (UTC)
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The smile lazily makes its way across her face now - wide and utterly false - voice overly saccharine, "And just where the bloody fuck am I going to run off to?"
A beat.
Dryly, "
Sir
."
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A beat.
Dryly, "Sir."