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^{❝    –––––   for  what  it’s  worth ,   i  don’t  blame  you .  ❞     even sincerity finds a fractured tone ,   searching betwixt audrey’s hues ,   as if to laden spoken words with ever - more truth .}    

^{*. ⋆   private starter.    //    @noaccomplice}

_{‘            thanks,   ’   the   hint   of   a   smile   pulls   the   corner   of   her   lips   upwards   (   just   barely   but   it’s   there ),   the   space   between   them   on   the   over-sized   bed   only   adds   to   the   silence.   brooke   probably   wants   to   know   (   and   audrey   wouldn’t   be   able   to   blame   her   for   it   )   –   but   she’s   not   going   to   be   the   one   to   bring   it   up   unless   she’s   asked.   the   day   had   already   royally   sucked   more   than   enough   for   one   twenty-four   hour   period.} 

_{‘   and   HEY,   it’s   worth   more   than   you   know,   considering   that   no   one   would   actually   blame   you   if   you   did   —   ’   the   tone,   quiet   and   casual,   behind   her   words   is   there   //   but   the   weight   of   the   truth   behind   her   words   brings   her   to   pause.   she   clears   her   throats,   rubs   hands   over   her   jeans   before   trying   again.   ’   SO,   not   that   i’m   complaining,   but   what   was   the   invite?   —   what’s   up   with   the   hotel,   anyway?   seriously,   do   you   own   this   place?   ’   she   wouldn’t   be   surprised   but   natural   curiosity   got   the   better   of   her   —   and   this   conversation   damn   well   beat   the   alternative.}