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Entry tags: | anastasia, tristan |
Tristan and Anastasia, late Saturday night in the lobby
Tristan came home early for a Saturday night. He hadn't been at work for more than an hour when his sister had called, frantically looking for somebody to make the fourth on her date night. He agreed, and met up with the already planned group for dinner. Tabs never said she'd done it on purpose, but when he'd seen Bridget there he'd known.
They went to the movies afterward, and he hadn't seen a single bit of it. Tabetha and Henry had parted from Tristan and Bridget, making some lame excuse as to why they couldn't go with to the club afterward. So Tristan had intended to take Bridget dancing, but she had other plans on that. Not that he was complaining...
He walked through the front doors of the Manor, shirt untucked and half unbuttoned, hair a bit disheveled and satisfied smile on his face.