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It didn’t add up which led V to believe something was incredibly wrong. Was a pretty frustrating thought after the tenth time she’d gone over the information her sources provided on the shooter. Veronica gulped some more of her bourbon, hoping to delay both the migraine and general weariness, mostly so she could stay focused. On the outside, everything was splendid-- she was at the diner, in one of her stylish outfits and her hands were clean even though she kept seeing blood whenever she looked down. On the inside, the war was raging on; the diner was completely empty as the female was leaning over the counter and staring down at the files she’d managed to gather. Although she didn’t recall how much time had been since the incident-- hours or days she could say with certainty she had barely slept since. First, V needed to get to the bottom of this. “We’re closed,” Veronica hissed, hoping her voice would drown out the sound of trinket informing her she had company. The 24/7 neon sign begged to differ too, but under these circumstances... “I don’t have anything to serve you. Except maybe whiskey.”

Casey: I’m coming into the city for a meeting at 9am on Thursday, we could grab coffee just before if you’re free?

Finally she came back into the room and realised she was no longer alone, clearing her throat. “I was a million miles away, sorry!” By way of explanation.  @crystalcitystarters​

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Taylor’s heels clicked against the floor as she entered the restaurant. Inside, a good-sized crowd milled about preparing for the speed dating event. Well, there goes my hope that this event would be a flop. Taylor though as she checked her coat. I’m going to kill Alisha. Nay, straight up murder her for this. Before her friend called to beg for a huge favour, she had her own plans that involved her bed, snacks and Netflix, not spending her night speed dating for charity. While all proceeds would go to a good cause, she was certainly not in the mood. Added to all the begging Alisha did, she had the nerve to give Taylor the option to stay at home, after laying on the guilt ever so thickly. So, here she is, praying that the night would be kind to her. Leaving coat check area, Taylor then signed in then joined the others mixing and mingling before the official event start. Taylor headed over to the bar where she collected her complimentary welcome drink. Deciding to occupy one of the barstools, Taylor hopped up onto the seat, but not as gracefully as she anticipated, which resulted in her bumping into the person seated on her right. “Oh god! I’m so sorry.” 

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Some time in between ordering her coffee and waiting for it at a table, Carmella had fallen asleep. She’d been awake most of the previous night trying to finish a story for the paper, but writers block had gotten the better of her in the end. It was only when the coffee shop worker came over to the table to give her the much needed coffee that Carmella was woken up. She jumped, slightly startled by the voice of the stranger. Embarrassed, she quickly apologised and took a sip of her coffee, turning to the person at the table right beside her. “Was I snoring? Please tell me I wasn’t snoring?” she asked. @crystalcitystarters​