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"You two have been spending a lot of time together."

Jealousy Sentence Starters

     "What do you expect when people get closer," L.Joe asked the idol with an unamused look. "You've been away, probably busy with other people or things and games, and your schedules. So what do you expect?"

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; vixxarcaderavi

     L.Joe laughed at the familiar face of his friend. "Well, would you look at that! It's Vanellope in the flesh.~ Welcome to The Collective! Don't cause too much chaos, yeah?~"

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"I hereby christen you 'Sloppy Joe' - or, maybe, just 'Sloppy'--"

"Well considering the mess I leave around Home, I honestly can’t deny that."

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Trying Out The "Right" Way ~ Lucille and Drew

Birthdays were cause for celebration. Drew's was no exception to the rule. This rendezvous would be different from the past two. Lust had consumed both of them last time. It made her head foggy. All she wanted then was rough, hot, meaningless sex. He provided her with it without question. It was sad, in a way, but she had expected him to look down upon her for her behavior. They didn't know each other at all during that time. Men usually spoke negatively of women who just threw themselves at a man. Covaire obviously worked much differently from the rest of the world. You could flaunt your good looks and licentious personality. All of that was considered normal rather than focusing on what someone's mind had to offer you.

Personally, that was what she was more interested in. Learning about everything and everyone. People here must have had so much knowledge, even the young slaves who hadn't had the opportunity to live much of their lives just yet.

Although cooking was an option for this evening, Lucille decided to just sere take out. She was unashamed by the decision. It was easier and more convenient than slaving over a hot stove, especially since they had such short notice before the dinner began. It wasn't like the meal would be fast food anyway. On the way home, after the pair spoke, she stopped at a four star steakhouse just outside of Covaire and got them two meals. Well, it was what she considered two meals. There was a little extra to provide them with some choices.

Two red candles were alight on her large dining room table which could seat ten. Fine china only used for special occasions sit on two place mats. Now all she needs is to plate the food, pour the drinks, and have the guest of honor arrive. While waiting, Lucy decided to change into a new, more appealing outfit. Maroon, sexier than red, was the color that complimented her, her skin tone, and her hair color the most. Multiple dresses of that shade, many costume made, filled her walk in closet. The one she chose after some contemplation was fitted to her figure, accentuating all of her perfect curves. It was cut to show just the right amount of cleavage while still leaving something to the imagination.

All there was left to do was wait, which was what she did. She stayed seated in her kitchen at the counter, a glass of wine in hand. Hopefully he wouldn't run too late. Microwaved steak never tasted as good as it did after being freshly prepared.

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Pleasant Company ~ Lucille and Jonah

Friday night drama for Lucille usually included not being sure of what kind of ice cream to eat. When she had to discipline that slave repeatedly, she found she had more than she bargained for. All she wanted was to have a nice evening getting to know one of the slaves. It shouldn't have been so hard to do so. Jonah Bennett seemed to be the most compliant. He appeared keen to answer any inquiries. With a smile on his face to boot.

Doing her best to remember which cell he was forced to reside in, she walked down the cold hallways, heeled shoes clicking away against the ground as she drew closer. She hated how long the hallways felt. Walking in heels wasn't the option. It was the anticipation of seeing someone she had gotten along so well with that really had her reeling. He was polite, innocent, and kind, everything she was when she was growing up. Remnants of most still shone through. For the most part, all of that, thanks to life, seemed to disappear.

Closer to the cell she got, as close as one could be. Now outside of where the boy was, she knocked on the bars; though it wasn't necessary. "Jonah," Lucy smiled. "I was wondering if maybe you would like to come out with me this evening. We could maybe get you cleaned up and you can have another meal. I'd like to ask you some more questions if you wouldn't mind feeling like a guinea pig used for an experiment." She couldn't help her desire to learn everything she possibly could.