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madison_avenue (madison_avenue) wrote in silverage,

Don leaned back, drink in hand. At the same time that he was infatuated with Lily, there was something about her. Something he couldn't put his finger on. Something that spoke of a spoiled child who needed to be sent away while she calmed down. Blazing just behind her eyes, there was a youthful, impulsive fire. It reminded him of someone.

"What do you want from me, Lily?" he finally asked after several moments of silence. "I gave you a job, I've done my best to avoid making you upset, I made sure you were stationed at the office furthest from mine. What can I do?"

With another swig of his drink, he waited for his answer, his wheels turning ever faster. She reminded him of someone, that much was clear. But who? Where had he seen that reckless blaze before?