She shows up, breathless, at the Quill a few minutes later, looking around for her friend. Spotting her, she waves, taking a seat at her table. "What's wrong? Is everything ok?"
Kennedy's there. Sitting at a table by herself, sunglasses still on her face as she looks toward Iris, her hands folded together in front of her chin in contemplation. "So you're a woman now?"
Iris peers around nervously, somehow feeling like she's in an interrogation room. "Ye...s...? Lara was helping me learn how to test my powers and she wanted me to be able to feel my," she lowers her voice "sexual energy, so she got Michael, who works at the bar, to kiss me."
[TXT] LARA WANTED ME TO ASK HIM TO HELP ME WITH THE MORE... UM... SEXUAL SIDE OF MY POWERS. BUT I COULDN'T SO SHE DID AND KIND OF HINTED THAT I LIKE HIM AND HE CAME AND TALKED TO ME AND I ADMITTED IT AND HE SAID HE LIKES ME TOO AND KISSED MY CHEEK
Attached is a little card with slightly scruffy but carefully thought out words: For your inner Van Gogh.
I've had to go out of town for a while. Sorry I didn't get chance to catch up and check that you are ok. Hopefully Iris is looking after you. Take good care of yourself and I'll see you when I get back.
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She shows up, breathless, at the Quill a few minutes later, looking around for her friend. Spotting her, she waves, taking a seat at her table. "What's wrong? Is everything ok?"
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[TXT] LIKE YOU OR LIKE LIKE YOU?????
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Attached is a little card with slightly scruffy but carefully thought out words:
For your inner Van Gogh.
I've had to go out of town for a while. Sorry I didn't get chance to catch up and check that you are ok. Hopefully Iris is looking after you. Take good care of yourself and I'll see you when I get back.
Owen. x