[There's a sort of yanking motion as the NV turns on and starts recording. It's a bedroom, neatly kept and elegant, with a big, comfy bed, rumpled with a rather familiar dark-haired, noticeably unclothed and dozing. The voice (and the slight glow originating from behind the NV) is recognizable as Franz d'Epinay's. Cultured, precise, and more than
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It's fun!
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People don't know I exist, that our relationship exists. Well, now they can't forget it.
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We love each other, after all. I think we do.
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[A brief and awkward pause. She feels a little strange about the whole thing, really - two men together, sleeping with each other, apparently, like a man and a woman. That didn't really happen at home, or at least not so openly. It's a little... well.
He seems to mean well, and she can't be cruel to him. Though the actions are embarrassing, too open and weird for her to like.]
... I hope it all works out for the both of you.
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Thank you. That's very sweet of you to say.
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Ah, you're welcome.
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I don't I caught your name. I'm Franz d'Epinay.
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