[There's no denying the last week was a wreck. An enlightening, somewhat entertaining wreck, but still a wreck. Still, in light of all that's happened, there are some agreements that don't feel right to go through with anymore.]
[Written | Filtered to Jack Horner]
Jack, it's Ginia. About tonight--[FILTER BROKEN]
[...Well. Hell. Here one day and
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I'll be over there in a while.
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See you soon.
[As probably expected, Ginia is already out in the kitchen, jacket on, and her satchel hanging off a shoulder. One of her notebooks is in front of her, her expression somber as she reads over a past conversation.]
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...backtracking now.]
Ginia?
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/Sorry, got caught reading something and-- never mind. On our way, yes? I should probably let you know what you're walking into before you get in too deep./
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...and now I'm suspicious.
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[She smiles and gives his arm a small squeeze, her conversation with Draco still at the front of her mind.]
/Are you doing all right?/
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...followed by a slightly blank shrug.]
Bit dizzy, if anything. What with, um...r-recent events.
[And even as he mentions them, some of those "recent events" come to the front of his mind.]
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/We... still need to set a date for dinner. Might be a little harder now running the nightclub and all. Late dinner? Or... maybe lunch?/
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...lunch, then. I, um, I never do very much for the lunch. Except, on occasion, turn it into breakfast.
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/Tomorrow then? If that works for you? Or would you prefer later in the week?/
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