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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The answer to your question, dearest Nowell, would be no. The majority of the British were pretty hopeless when it came to style, though Sachiko had found a few exceptions without lowering her standards.
But perhaps he SHOULD have simply suggested France, since that was where she lived now too since the divorce was finalized. She did travel a fair bit back and forth for one shot or show rather frequently, so the need to keep renting her penthouse in London had remained. Which was perfectly fine with her as she had grown quite fond of it and the sense of entitlement she had. After all, she was paying for it out of some of the assets she had been awarded from the divorce. Her hair curly today, Sachiko's heels clicked against the pavement. Though this time she paid a bit more attention to where she was walking since a certain Unspeakable she knew was not on his lunch break and therefore would not be around here to rescue her and her shoe this time. She was just about to get into a proper huff, seeing as she could not spot her friend and former platonic lover ANYWHERE, when she finally picked him out thanks to the salmon color of his shirt. She knew virtually no one who could pull of that color with the same ease.
"You load of dragon dung," she scoffed affectionately as she approached him. "You could have told me you went blonde and saved me some effort in trying to spot you!" She glided to his side and wrapped her arms around his shoulders while kissing both his cheeks three times over and then a peck on his lips because she COULD.
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