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“Would the lady like me to take her coat?”
She accepts his offer and goes to her usual booth, in the corner of the small building where she can watch the crosswalk activities as she takes the pins out of her wig. She enjoys people-watching within the diner as well. She’ll chit-chat with the regulars, but she saves her conversational appetite for when Trixie has time to sit across from her and steal a bite of her food. Again, for him, she’ll make exceptions.
Odds are Trixie is her soulmate. Or whatever is closest to that. She’s not afraid to say this out loud, half-joking when they’re having too good of a time, because he knows how to agree without making it awkward. And by that, she means calling it what it is. He has a crush on her, and she on him, there’s no denying, but to entertain it would be stupid.
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21 Jan 2021
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Busted Saddles is the best honky tonk bar in town, if you ask Katya. Of course, it’s one of only two in her small Tennessee town. The other, unaffectionately called the Wasteland but whose proper name is Duckie’s, is filled with lonesome cowboys crying into their tequila and writing songs about their lovers one state over in Kentucky, and Katya isn’t about to become one of them.
She suddenly has the frightening thought that she’s one shitty poem away from joining their ranks and catches up with Pearl, who’s been two steps ahead of her this whole time.
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13 Dec 2017
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The screams of the crowd don't faze the go-go girl. Trixie holds her gaze as she downs her drink, and pays for another after the woman peels off the kaftan and lets it drift down her arms into those of the security guard standing at attention below the cage, in case the worst happens. Trixie wonders darkly if it has before, given the high heels of her boots and the low mindfulness she seems to possess.
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13 Dec 2017
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“You want me to read your palm?” Katya is whispering, too. It’s gravely. Trixie is losing her mind. Katya’s fingers are sliding across the hot, damp skin of Trixie’s palm, her callouses are tickling her and then she’s tracing a blue vein under the orange lamplight down Trixie’s wrist, just a little ways up her inner arm. Trixie shivers and her fingers twitch.
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11 Dec 2017
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Evelyn and Hancock have started their arrangement, but as they travel with MacCready, they encounter a problem. There's a real nice spot overlooking a certain Gunner camp, perfect for sniping, but the owners want nothing to do with them or the Minutemen. No matter what Evelyn offers with her relentless charm, they won't be swayed. And she's not accustomed to being refused. Hancock isn't sure about this woman anymore.
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- Part 2 of Smoke Gets In Your Eyes
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07 Aug 2017