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“Hey, babe,” Alicia murmured, returning George’s greeting, before she quickly reached up to brush the hint of lipstick she had left behind off.

“Pretty sure it’s really me,” she assured him with a warm smile. “At least the Pride’s accepted me for me today, so let’s go with that, yeah?” It was almost sad, that it had been years since she had accepted that the almost smiles and half-smirks were now considered indicators of George’s best moods, but it was, and as such she had come to treasure them. “What’s been up with the people today, love?” she asked as she sat down and made herself comfortable across the table from him.

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