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If We Ever Meet Again (E/D)
Enigma yawned behind her hand as she followed the tour around the Louvre, pushing her sunglasses up her nose. She had no interest in the tour, but was instead waiting until they reached the DaVinci wing, eager to see the Mona Lisa in person...
...and get a look at the security around it.
She curled one of her long red pigtails around her finger, breaking off from the group when they finally reached where she wanted, heels clicking against the marble floor as she walked over to one of the most famous paintings in the world, looking, for all appearances as if she was studying it, but instead was studying the glass case it was locked into, worrying at her lip.
...and get a look at the security around it.
She curled one of her long red pigtails around her finger, breaking off from the group when they finally reached where she wanted, heels clicking against the marble floor as she walked over to one of the most famous paintings in the world, looking, for all appearances as if she was studying it, but instead was studying the glass case it was locked into, worrying at her lip.