It's the day.

Today is the day.

Emmy sits on the bed in the hotel room, not yet dressed, makeup not yet done. There is plenty of time for her to begin but the hard part is actually starting. Her heart is beating so quickly that she can barely move.

What if she screws up?

What if she trips or something?

...What if Blanc changes his mind?
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I much prefer being someone else.

Waiting tables, shift thankfullyalmost over

[Curled on her couch, sleeping peacefully.]

[Falls to her couch, kissing him.]

[Smiles.] Guess what day it is?

[Celebrating anniversaries the best way possible.]

[Groggy] Emmy...? Where are you going?

[Happily spending the afternoon in hiding.]

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