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                                                                                             @whoxyouxhate​​ ​.

Well, this seemed FITTING, didn’t it? Almost like they were back to how it all should have been... Minus ONE obvious difference... (Talulah was never coming back.) Thank Heavens for small mercies, she supposed, that they’d reached a point now where not only was Yuhsia SPEAKING TO THEM, but that she (and, perhaps even more surprisingly, CH’EN) had remotely agreed to this whole idea. On the surface it was all so SIMPLE: A luxury apartment as furbished by Swire’s own family company. A roaring fire. Mood lighting to match. An aquarium beneath the living space’s coffee table. And what amounted to an almost UNNATURAL greenery just outside the glass that made up the north wall. This was the closest thing to HOME that Swire had. All the way down to the PIANO & GRANDFATHER CLOCK each costing north of one-point-five million. The closest thing outside of the dorm she shared with Ch’en (and about a hundred other officers). Perhaps an even BIGGER miracle than the set up, was just how much Swire had thus far managed to GET AWAY WITH. Coming up RIGHT OUTTA WORK, Swire had opted thus far to just discard her jacket, kick away her boots, pull open half of her shirt and just TACKLED Ch’en into the corner sofa, bodies tangling up as her far-too-exposed bra-clad tits pressed against her ‘superior’s’ own, skirt riding up as legs slipped BETWEEN & AROUND Ch’en’s own. “So whaddaya think?”

This was a MISTAKE. Seriously, how in any kind of logic had they somehow ended up HERE. Yuhsia never should’ve let her guard down or allowed herself to be TALKED INTO THIS. Especially knowing just how Swire and Ch’en were -- Attached at the hip, even when they SWORE they WEREN’T. They’d always been that way. Far closer than they’d give each other (or even themselves) credit for. Talk about ANNOYING. Didn’t help matters that within seconds of entering the apartment, her two ‘friends’ -- QUOTE. UN. FUCKING. QUOTE. -- Had got themselves all tangled up and cosy on the couch. Well, okay, she wouldn’t exactly call CH’EN cosy just yet. The jury was still out on that one and OH-BOY was Yuhsia watching like a goddamn HAWK. (Rather ironically, actually... For a MOUSE.) “What do I think?” Girl swallowed down her jealousy, biting her tongue as a long-forgotten (she’d tried to forget at least) crush welled up once more in her chest. A finger scraped itself along the marble oak coffee table as lilac eyes BURNED HOLES into the crouching tiger and hidden dragon. She NEEDED Ch’en to push her away. If they did ANYTHING for her in her godforsaken life, could they at least have the decency to do THAT? Upon reaching the end, she turned on her heel, slipping down into the stand alone chair, mind racing and outpacing her HEART which felt like it was just about to EXPLODE. “It’s an obnoxiously garish ego-stroke if nothing else.” But then wasn’t that just SWIRE’S PERSONALITY?

“What do you think, Ch’en?” As she spoke the girl’s name, something SUBCONSCIOUS happened. Something not even YUHSIA seemed to be cognizant of: ...Upon speaking Ch’en’s name, as if EXPECTING to garner her attention, Yuhsia slipped off her own boots and curled stocking clad calves up beneath her thighs, purple dress riding up EVERY SO SLIGHTLY as she side-eyed the pair. “It’s a modern fashion disaster, no?” Wasn’t that what investigators called a LEADING QUESTION? Did Yuhsia WANT to hear Ch’en insult their friend’s place? (Maybe a little...)

“Tsch.” Eye TWITCHED at the barrage of insults. “I should’ve expected that from a rat whose only TASTE comes from whatever shit the rest of us flushed away...” Nudge to Ch’en’s throat with her nose. Why on TERRA was Swire being THIS FORWARD right now? Had it anything to do with the three glasses of champagne she’d had while ANXIOUSLY filing the last of her operational reports in an attempt to kill off any and all WORRIES she’d had for tonight? (Most definitely.) “Tell her, Ch’en. You like my apartment, riiiight?”

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