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Millicent Bulstrode (reinventingmils) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"A little like I'm playing dress-up," she said in amusement, lips turning up higher at the corners. "Between Pansy and my stepmother, I'm so utterly splendid, my mirror almost didn't recognise me." She took a step forward as the man in front of them did the same and began to place his order. "Though speaking of that, I like the green." A delicate roll of her fingers indicated the green in Dora's hair. "I haven't seen you do that in a while."

The cashier greeted them sunnily, and Mils turned to ask for a hot chocolate and a croissant, then raised an eyebrow at the woman next to her. "Still need something strong enough to take your arm off if you met it in a dark alley? Or will you have just a regular coffee?"