[ she's also been sipping on various drinks all throughout the evening, and while she still walks like a queen in those sticky shoes of hers, her inhibitions are lowered enough to hang out in an abandoned room instead of going home.
but at home she doesn't have leather swivel chairs. ]
Somehow I doubt they're gonna be serving the second-rate stuff.
[ once he's put down the food and drink, stiles hops up on the boardroom table like it's one big chair, leans back on his hands and kicks his legs boyishly. ]
[ she claims a seat somewhere to the left of him, and twists the chair in leisurely semi circles. she eats the strawberry like she's spent the last three hours enticing it to come close to her mouth, and takes her own sweet time answer his question. ]
No, my uncle does. [ legs crossed conversationally, and the slightest bit of chocolate smeared across her lip, lydia leans on the chair arm and uses her free hand to gesture around the room. ]
This is his building, actually. He throws these things every year. Fun, right?
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[ she's also been sipping on various drinks all throughout the evening, and while she still walks like a queen in those sticky shoes of hers, her inhibitions are lowered enough to hang out in an abandoned room instead of going home.
but at home she doesn't have leather swivel chairs. ]
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[ once he's put down the food and drink, stiles hops up on the boardroom table like it's one big chair, leans back on his hands and kicks his legs boyishly. ]
So do you like, work here?
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No, my uncle does. [ legs crossed conversationally, and the slightest bit of chocolate smeared across her lip, lydia leans on the chair arm and uses her free hand to gesture around the room. ]
This is his building, actually. He throws these things every year. Fun, right?