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ROse saw the bank notification and gaped, unable to find words. She simply texted him. -Thank you- |
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He texted her the thumbs up emoji, not feeling like texting anything. |
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Rose went to the store, bought her usual wine, and put the rest of the money in savings |
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Caden got home, greeting Murphy. |
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Rose went home and drank herself to sleep |
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He went and showered, drifting off. (what if maybe they both end up somewhere like a ball or something and everybody has like masquerade masks on that covers everybody's identities and then maybe when the time finally hits and they remove them they go from there??) |
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Yes!!) Rose got an invitation the next morning to a masquarade ball set to happen that weekened. She thought for a moment before accepting the invitation and texting the host she would be attending. She immedietly went online shopping for a dress and mask |
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(lol alr) Caden's phone dinged, an invitation to a ball down in Las Vegas. He accepted it, figuring a dark blue suit would work along with the mask which featured golden details. |
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Eventually the dress and mask arrived the day before the ball. She flew to Las Vegas and got dressed just in time for it to start. She put her mask in place as she walked through the door. It was dark green-- almost black color |
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Caden noticed her the second she walked in the door, pausing mid conversation as his light blue eyes took in the features of the woman. He went back to conversation, his accent much heavier on purpose. The tattoos on his neck he'd had removed, yet the scar going up his neck and stopping right below his eye didn't yield. |
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