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[reallyaprincess]

So the weather in Paris is a good twenty degrees warmer than New York, I'd say. I can't be sure, as Celsius always throws me off. But either way, it's pleasant. You know what isn't pleasant? My hotel. It's like living in a sardine can and, I swear, they just put a feather bed on top of a plank and expect you to believe this is a five star

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[whynded]

Ohh.

Well that's too bad! Hopefully the next time you go to Paris will be for pleasure and not for work?

[reallyaprincess]

A girl can hope!

[whynded]

So when are you coming back?

[reallyaprincess]

I'll be back on the 25th! My apartment is in the midst of a remodel, so I can only hope it's finished.

[whynded]

Oh, alright.

I think we should definitely get together when you get back.

[reallyaprincess]

I only agree if it involves girly drinks and gossip! I hate having no one to gossip with here!

[whynded]

I recently learned how to perfect the Shirley Temple?

[reallyaprincess]

Oh. Okay. I think we could start with that and then move on, provided, you know, I have an apartment ready for entertaining! OHPLEASEBEDONE!

[whynded]

Okay, okay, we'll start with those and move on.

Do you want me to check out your apartment and see the progress?

[reallyaprincess]

I would love you forever if you could. I've spoken on the phone with the contractor but you know how they are, Cass. They lie.

[whynded]

I'll check it out and text you tomorrow about it, alright?

[reallyaprincess]

Perfect! I'll keep my fingers crossed.

[whynded]

Okay!