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[always_a_liar]

It was simply that kind of afternoon. Shelley had gotten home, but no one had started cooking for dinner. Shelley avoiding him as usual, Elan sat reading on the couch. This was hardly out of the ordinary, but it was a little dull. Only time, he supposed would lend him the aid necessary, though time was not exactly on his side either... No matter he

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[woven_threads]

Fallon frowns on the other end, before grinning. Well, you learn something new every day...

"Nice to meet you. So, how do you know Shelley?"

[always_a_liar]

Pausing for a moment, Elan thought and then smiled.

"We have lived together on occasion."

A pause.

"And what is your name, my lady?"

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"Fallon," she says, grinning gleefully to herself and wondering if Amy knew about this.

"I'm a friend of Shelley's, I was calling to ask her if she wanted to come to mine at the weekend. Guests welcome!"

[always_a_liar]

Elan commented pleasantly in his mellifluous voice.

"A pleasure making your acquaintance, Lady Fallon."

Pausing for a moment, he glanced upstairs.

"I believe that Lady Shelley is not otherwise occupied if you would like to speak with her, if not I can simply pass along the message. I presume she would know how to contact you."