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“You know, I have this term.”
“Do you?”
She nods, her curls moving with her. She has a tequila soda in hand, something about no calories and no sugar so it’s better for hangovers being her reasoning for it. It’s not particularly good. But it keeps her hands busy, and her mouth flirty. Which really…is kind of a problem. But Abbott. Jack, is holding a beer in one hand, and he’s in jeans, and a sweater…which she’s never seen on him before. She supposes the air is a bit brisk tonight, and the sweater stretches over his shoulders just so. His sleeves are rolled up at his elbows, and her mouth went a little dry paying attention to it, and really, well, he’s not even supposed to be here. She was strong armed into some sort of absurd “going away” party. Victoria was to blame, and Dennis is a far too easy mark, so she knows how that conversation must have gone. Trinity likes to pretend she’s a hard ass, but really, her and Mel got roped into this just as easily…..and well Abbott….there’s no reason for him to be here. And yet.
Here is he. Right in front of her. Again. Always. Finding her in a room instantly.
“Orbiting.”