moving closer, sam slammed
her hand down on the desk
beside ida.
‘ i don't want to talk to
the fucking ceo. i want
you to do what you're
so good at and get your
hands dirty. this isn't
a joke. ’
‘ you know, ida, i'm
not sure i believe that. ’
a beat.
‘ i'm not approaching
you as a reporter. i'm
approaching you as
someone that it happened
to. ’
a tilt of her head.
‘ didn't expect that,
did you? ’
she's been led into
@CORRIVALISMS office,
after having asked to
see ida.
‘ we need to talk. ’
watching @WONDERADJACENT
from the crowd, wondering if
she'd notice her.
‘ you had me at whiskey. ’
sam hummed, moving
to slip out of the jacket
before walking backwards,
crooking her finger.
‘ come get it ... ’
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samantha chuckled at
that, biting the corner of
her lip.
‘ yeah? what else is
in the bedroom...? ’
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