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Romi Vane (vanegirl) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

ROmilda looked up like a deer in headlights when she heard her name. Dammit, she'd hoped it would just be some anonymous cashier or something, but this was her fellow business owner, Melinda. She shook her head, "Worst cramps I think I've ever had," she said simply, grateful at least that Melinda would understand her issue.

"I've tried everything and turned the store over to the girls for the day so now, I need chocolate. And maybe a bottle of champagne if you have any extra I could buy." She said, thinking that maybe alcohol wasn't the best answer to her pain, but would certainly make her feel better emotionally. Maybe this was her body's revenge - she hadn't really allowed herself to react when Franklin had dumped her, she'd basically drank a lot of wine and then repressed everything - as a good woman does, she told herself. But it had been weeks without reaction now and perhaps her body was revolting.