Caught off guard at the open expression, the Tailor nodded quietly. "By all means." They set their cup down altogether, hands pressed to their lap, still a little flustered at their own outburst. That the Socialite was willing to answer such a thing was... well, they didn't know what it was.
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Re: ... an invited guest arrives.
Date: 2025-07-01 04:09 am (UTC)Nice, mostly.