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h-hewwo.....
[You don't know me too well, but I will just say this: boobs are good and you bringing up your cup size makes me shiver. Thanks.]
“Uh, you’re welcome?”
Hears Alibaba and Seishun talking about him. "care to share what you two are gossiping about ladies?"
The Ghost of Convent Garden || Georgian AU || the-man-above
Clara didn't know how long it had been since she had learned about her mother from River, didn't know how long it had been since the first time she had stepped inside that brothel.
But she did remember seeing him. Any follow-up visits she made to learn more about her mother from the prostitute (and to also have someone to talk to without waiting for every Sunday to come by) also gave her insight to the man she had passed by that first day. John Smith. Of course, the aspiring actress thought nothing of it, didn't really give a thought to the man who visited River.
One Friday night though, she was on stage once more. It was a minor part they had cast her in, more of a background piece than an actual role. But it still gave her the chance to be on the stage and not in the wings.
Glancing out at the audience enjoying the performance, she caught sight of a familiar face.
Funny to see John here. From that first glance, she didn't take him for the kind of man to see a play.
If I found you naked in bed I would tuck you in and make sure you're covered up of course.
"Such a gentleman" She chuckled softly.