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"She thinks we're on a date," Emily said, when the woman had gone, around a spoonful of something with figs in it.
"We're two friends having dinner."
"At a candlelit corner table for two and a half hours."
"It's a small restaurant, they're all corner tables."
"You ordered me the exact side I would have ordered, if I'd been allowed to keep reading the menu instead of being informed I'd taken long enough."
"That's not a date, that's paying attention."
"Mm," said Emily, in a tone that conceded precisely nothing, and ate the fig dessert, and did not, Andy noted, ever actually get around to saying it wasn't.
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More than a decade after Andy had left runway, a chance meeting at a bakery reunites her with Emily, freshly divorced and pregnant with her second child. What follows is, of course, a love story.
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09 Jul 2026
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my green eyed monster ( is eating me alive ) by slimimi
Fandoms: The Devil Wears Prada (2006)
22 Jun 2026
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“Are you done?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“…Yes.”
Nigel nods. Says, very mildly, to the wall and not to her: “You have spent half an hour telling me why he is wrong for her; and not once have you told me who you think would be right.”
She opens her mouth.
She closes it.
A small, traitorous thought slips in sideways before she can shut the door on it. She shuts the door on it.
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Or the one where Emily and Andrea are friends. Great friends. Best friends. Just friends.
So why the fuck does Andrea want to pull her hair out at the thought of Emily having a boyfriend?
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07 Jul 2026
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The thought arrived uninvited and immediately irritated her.
Across the table, Andrea was studying the condensation running down the side of her water glass, apparently oblivious to the fact that she had just made the last two decades considerably more confusing. People did not usually remember promotions, or cities someone had lived in, or the exact order in which those things had happened. They certainly didn’t recall them casually over lunch nearly twenty years later. At least, not unless they had been paying attention. Not unless, at some point, they had actively wanted to know.
And if Andrea had been paying attention all this time, then Emily suddenly found herself confronted with a question she had never once considered asking.
Why?
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Spiralling after your ex resurfaces after 20 years and has a version of events of your break up that is very much different to yours is normal, right? Emily Charlton is asking for a friend.
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05 Jul 2026
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Because she always wants to hear everything from Emily. Except, apparently, this.
“I met someone.”
Andy blinks. Once. Twice.
Her fingers tighten fractionally around the stem of her wine glass. She swallows. Pulls in a breath that feels strangely shallow in her lungs.
“That’s great, Em,” she means to say immediately. Brightly, effortlessly. “Tell me everything.”
Instead, what comes out is small and terribly honest.
“Oh.”
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04 Jul 2026
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