emmeline vance was properly BUZZED -- sitting down on the plush green armchair, she rested her head against the cushion as she watched the crowds for the man of the hour -- maybe she had a bit too much to drink, it was supposed to help with the nerves and being surrounded by a house she wasn’t necessarily close with - maybe she was a tad shy.
“i would throw myself at you, but i don’t think i can handle it right now--” she breathed out, smile wide and bright as she finally set her sights on him.
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