#eatee

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staircase to nowhere - 1 / 2

Ava shrugs, a movement filled with faux innocence, and Beatrice watches the rise and fall of her shoulders like it’s something fascinating. “You look like a girl who’d sit in that diner with her back to the world, drinking some awful black coffee and thinking about a novel she once read that was set on a street just like that one.”

Beatrice laughs, both startled and a little irritated to be read so devastatingly accurately by a perfect stranger. “Are you insulting me?”

“Oh God, no.” Ava’s eyes widen as if she is genuinely horrified by the thought, “I’m trying to flirt with you.”

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eternity on a saturday night - 1 / 1

“You know - “ she sing-songs, “Ava has a crush on you.”

Beatrice feels her cheeks heat up and turns the key in the ignition as an excuse to duck her head. “Adults don’t have crushes.”

“Weird, ‘cause Ava’s an adult and she has a crush on you."

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spite, grudges, and other underrated methods of processing your feelings - 1 / 1

“It’s been three seconds and I can already tell that hiring you was a mistake,” Agatha informs her, “Why don’t we start your leaving paperwork now?”

“You know.” Rio takes another, unnecessary sip of her lukewarm coffee, “Most people might say ‘Hey Rio, welcome to your new job, your ass looks great in those pants, let me show you where the fire exits are’.”

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In the same week that she starts work as her ex-wife's bodyguard, Rio is hired to murder her.

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death is no parenthesis - 1 / 3

“Then I guess I’ll get a black coffee.” Agatha examines the pastry case with a curled lip, “And a blueberry muffin. They look… edible.”

“No deaths yet.” Rio tells her, “At least none that I’m legally obligated to disclose to you.”

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Rio might be inexplicably trapped in a strange city where she keeps having visions of death, but at least there's a hot customer to flirt with at the coffee shop.

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we will never be here again - 1 / 4

In July of 1969, Ava Silva climbs into Beatrice's car carrying nothing but a revolver and a bag full of cash.

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on that dizzy edge - 3 / 3

“So how’s living together?” Camila asks, “You haven’t killed her yet?”

Beatrice huffs, “Why does everyone seem so certain that Ava and I living together will end in murder?”

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Beatrice’s best friend is moving in with her and it is absolutely not going to change the entire trajectory of her life.

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we will never be here again - 3 / 5

In July of 1969, Ava Silva climbs into Beatrice’s car carrying nothing but a revolver and a bag full of cash.

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on that dizzy edge - 2 / 3

“So how's living together?” Camila asks, “You haven’t killed her yet?”

Beatrice huffs, “Why does everyone seem so certain that Ava and I living together will end in murder?”

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Beatrice's best friend is moving in with her and it is absolutely not going to change the entire trajectory of her life.