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Maisie Anne Cattermole ([info]amaisieing) wrote in [info]wished,
"Tonight will be just full of surprises then," she said with a bit of a laugh. She tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear and watched him set about gathering tea. It didn't go past her notice, however, when his wallet fell onto the floor. It it with a nearly inaudible sound and Maisie bent down to pick it up and hand back to him, along with the few pieces of paper that fell out. Only, once she picked them up, she noticed it wasn't paper, but pictures.

Eddie was distracted with the tea, and Maisie's attention was suddenly fully on the girl that was staring at her from the pictures. She was beautiful to be sure. She looked nothing like Eddie, so there was obviously no relation...this wasn't his sister. Maisie's gut clenched unhappily...who was she? Obviously she was important or Eddie wouldn't have a wallet full of pictures of her. Was this some other girl he'd been kissing too, or someone from his past? Considering her own looks in comparison, Maisie thought she might as well just call it quits right then. She was nothing like this girl...she was far from it, "You dropped this," she said, a bit more quietly than she had been before, her tone holding no hint of a tease anymore. She waited until he turned to her, until she was handing it back, and she tried not to sound jealous, "...who's the girl?"


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