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eatmebuddy

“That a threat, cupcake?”

lackingintimacy

“Do you feel threatened?”

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“Don’t psychoanalyze me. You won’t like me when I’m psychoanalyzed.”

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bringing willa graham back!

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exquisitetaste-andcunning-blog

“Willa,” Hannibal intoned from behind here, as if appearing as a vapor would provide comfort to the discomforted, “You glass is nearly empty. Come.” It was not a request, but a gentle command to the Gods of Indulgence. One simply didn’t refuse when they called through the guise of their most worthy zealot. Hannibal took up a fresh wine glass and poured the amount that was common on tasting tables. He swirled it once, as it had already been allowed time in a decanter, then handed it over to her for a taste. “ Let me know if you like it, and I’ll pour you a full serving.” He could see the deep-seated idiosyncrasies of her nature in her body language; the way she held herself, the avoidance of eye-contact. This was a shy girl, but not one who didn’t know the deepest and darkest natures of everyone in the room. He was interested in knowing what her mind was working at now, as his own cataloged her facial ticks for later review. “ You seem to find yourself sequestered here,” he stated, watching the kitchen staff plating the first course to his specifications, “ do these Baltimore Socialites leave you wanting, or do they drive you to scratch at the walls for freedom?”

lackingintimacy

The voice behind her was unexpected, and yet, Willa was not surprised. Dr. Lecter seemed to have a way of being aware of everyone in the room while appearing fully concentrated on one person at a time. She found a tight smile filtering over her face: polite, but that was the post that one could manage. These types of situations were not her strong suit. And yet, she found herself wandering across the room to the good Doctor, setting her empty wine glass on the nearby counter as she made her way to him.

She watched in a polite silence as he put a small tasting in her glass, taking the crystal from him and swirling it around for a moment as she had seen other people at the party do. She was not much of a wine drinker, after all, and often found herself preferring spirits when it came to alcohol consumption. She took a small sip after a moment. The flavor exploded on her tongue, fruity and soft. Definitely well enough for her to sip the rest of the party. “Very good, thank you.” She offered her glass so he could pour her a full portion.

Truly, she had sequestered herself quite effectively. The only people in the kitchen up until Hannibal’s appearance had been the kitchen staff who payed her little to no mind. It had been quiet, and almost relaxing, hearing them work. The smile that crossed her face was almost sheepish, a child caught misbehaving. “A bit of both, I think. Boston’s Elite and I often don’t run in the same social circles.” A dark curl fell into her face, laying next to an amber colored eye. “But, I must admit, you throw quite a party.”

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frollola

#musings #mirror-mirror

accipitcr

“Miss Graham…”

“Thought you’d forgotten all about me…”

lackingintimacy

“I’ve hardly forgotten...” For a moment, she worried her bottom lip between two straight rows of teeth. Perhaps she had done this man a disservice, and perhaps she had done him a favor. At least he was safe...ish in here. “How are you?”

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Willa was not often a fan of dinner parties. Honestly, she was not typically a fan of large crowds in general. Her dinners with Dr. Lecter had been nice enough. The food was always excellent, and the company was well enough. She had hoped that this little soiree would be similar. What she had not expected was to show up to Dr. Lecter’s home to find it packed full of Baltimore’s Elite,and her the oddball out.

She stood awkwardly in the corner, shifting back and forth in her black, form fitted, cocktail dress. The short cut left long, pale legs exposed, and she could feel eyes on her. No doubt all asking the same questions. Who was she to be at an event like this? Who was she, period? She stood in solitude, avoiding making eye contact with anyone, speaking only when she was spoken to, and even then it was very little. Things like this were not her cup of tea.... She slipped away from the group that had formed around her with a polite nod and a soft murmur of ‘excuse me’. She slipped through the groups of people socializing and made her way into the kitchen, finding she needed a break. There she sipped heavily on her wine, and breathed slowly, enjoying the solitude and wondering to herself how much longer she would be required to stay before she could feasibly slip home and back to her dogs.

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