Jesus Christ, if it's not one thing, it's another.
Does the castle really get off on this?
[Nancy is currently sitting in the lobby, perched cross-legged atop a sofa with her journal in her lap. She likes to people watch, but lately the numbers have been dwindling
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She will smile as Nancy approaches, because come on, when you're having a mood, there is always that perpetual chipper person you just have to come across.]
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But those clothes look familiar. Ohoho, she knows what has happened here.]
Nice outfit. [Even if it is a tad poser-ish.]
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And she'll bounce a little, her hands moving to the pockets, those little chains and straps jingling against each other all the while.]
Do you really think so?
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I guess? They're definitely not yours, though. You always dress like a model out of some expensive preppy catalog.
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I suppose necessity has to trump fashion once in a while. [A beat.] Not that these clothes are a disaster, of course.
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[Okay, she can't help it. It's like she automatically tries to mock her voice every time they have a conversation.]
I didn't know you two were a thing.
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Oh, no! Sera and I-- I had just reverted from that loss that was going around. She took me in as a stray, and... well, you know the rest of the story.
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I know, but it makes it more interesting to think otherwise.
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If those thoughts make you feel better!
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Whoa, hold on. I'm not saying I dwell on this. I was only kidding! It's not like I imagine it.
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Well, that's good. It would be even more awkward if you did!
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Even moreso talking to you about it. [She does not give the same reaction Sera gives. Laaaame.]
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Then I suppose not thinking about it would be the best course of action.
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Oh, you're good.
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Thank you.
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Been a while since I met my match.
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