[Tessa laughs, shaking her head. And now she's reminded of Will, who would have almost certainly made that exact same remark to her. It's so nice, she thinks, to banter with someone. Bantering is familiar; a comfort like a warm mug of tea.]
I know. Tragic, isn't it? I don't know how I can live with myself for passing up such a unique opportunity.
[From what she's seen of Duplicity so far, she expects that she will likely have other opportunities to toss sex toys. It wouldn't surprise her if, say, a form of horseshoes exists here, but with sex toys instead of actual horseshoes.
He asks where she's from, and Tessa turns her attention back to him. She thinks of London, and Jem, who she left on Blackfriar's Bridge. She aches a bit at the thought, but shoves it down. She can worry about missing Jem later.] London, in fact. And you?
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I know. Tragic, isn't it? I don't know how I can live with myself for passing up such a unique opportunity.
[From what she's seen of Duplicity so far, she expects that she will likely have other opportunities to toss sex toys. It wouldn't surprise her if, say, a form of horseshoes exists here, but with sex toys instead of actual horseshoes.
He asks where she's from, and Tessa turns her attention back to him. She thinks of London, and Jem, who she left on Blackfriar's Bridge. She aches a bit at the thought, but shoves it down. She can worry about missing Jem later.] London, in fact. And you?