Aug 7, 2018
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“Oh baby,” Pembroke paused, setting down his beer bottle and rubbing his arms as if he were cold, looking rather uncomfortable. “You’re makin’ my blood boil. Don’t think I like that.”
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@ignicracy
“Oh baby,” Pembroke paused, setting down his beer bottle and rubbing his arms as if he were cold, looking rather uncomfortable. “You’re makin’ my blood boil. Don’t think I like that.”
@ignicracy
Antiques had gotten her attention - not because she was a collector of antiques, but because, for her, they were simply the things she was used to.
It was how she found herself in a shop with them, marveling at the things she had heard of but never seen, only to bump into someone as she went to look at a lantern, amazed at it being put here as if it was anything special, when they had been a dime a dozen in the dream.
The bump startles her - she honestly doesn’t see the other woman, down there at her elbow at first - but when she realizes she’s run into someone, she backs up several steps and bows deeply.
“My apologies, ma’am - I hope I did not hurt you..?” Her voice is anxious and worried.