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[white_flower]

*does bendy, stretchy exercises in the park*

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[mrs_maglor]

*wanders down and watches you, looking decidedly gloomy*

[white_flower]

*peers at you from under one leg*

You okay?

[mrs_maglor]

*sighs*

*shakes head slightly*

[white_flower]

*rights herself*

Men again?

[mrs_maglor]

Not entirely.

Husband decided to try and talk to me as if everything is just fucking fine. Then the proprietor's wife picked a fight with me so I had to lamp her with a bottle to make her stop trying to rip my scalp off.

[white_flower]

Ouch. Dark girl? Kinda timid when not harpy-ish?

[mrs_maglor]

*nods miserably*

[white_flower]

I pulled her mother's hair once. And she hit me back. Hard.

[mrs_maglor]

*giggles a bit at this*

Well... at least I knocked her out with a bottle.

[white_flower]

*broods* It's all men's fault.

[mrs_maglor]

*snorts indignantly*

Tell me about it.

[white_flower]

Stupid, fickle bastards.

And then they dare call us whores...

[mrs_maglor]

So don't need the worthless fuckers.

[maglor_harper]

*Never called you a whore*

[mrs_maglor]

*maybe not, but you're still pretty fucking worthless*

[maglor_harper]

*Always had an appreciation for your industry*