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Grell Sutcliffe · · ☆ ([personal profile] untodeath) wrote in [community profile] thedispatch 2021-09-25 07:35 am (UTC)

[ Despite how she HUFFS, upon realising she's alone, she still trails behind him. Thankfully, he's easy enough to spot. The door dings as she walks in, and she has to squint while her eyes readjust to the artificial lighting. ]

Ugh, it smells of cheap perfume.

[ The woman at the counter, heels up and crossed at the ankles on the counter, responds without a beat,

That's rich, considerin' youse two still REEK o' Purgatory. Fucking' disgustan'. She pauses to loudly pop the gum she's been chewing. Keep ya dicks off the displays.

[ Quirking one brow high, she looks at William, as though to question if this bitch could actually HAVE THE NERVE. ]

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