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⠀ (RIVAI) Angst hours. In another life, this would just be Helena dragging Deborah's ass out of the bar because she had too much. Sniffles... My Harper Sisters... ⠀

⠀ "This might be a mistake..." #SeductiveSunday ⠀

⠀ She was already running on fumes, at the literal end of her rope. Her fruit cup gone from the office fridge was the last straw. Tears incoming. ⠀

⠀ Barely past six. Helena's eyes briefly shut and she sighs in absolute relief at the epilogue of her seemingly neverending work. “…Got off earlier than I thought." Her feet are already dragging her out of the the West Wing ground floor of the White House. ⠀

⠀ “𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝐷𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑎ℎ” ⠀

⠀ Phone call. The buzz does not last long as she immediately picks up. Helena shifts the phone against her ear, listening as (reader)’s voice comes through. “You don't usually call. You good?” ⠀

⠀ Pounding headache. She did not get a wink of sleep. "Ugh, morning..." ⠀

⠀ "I have done nothing but insult this man. How did I get here...?" ⠀