#moriartymarktwo

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moriartymarktwo

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dontbeaninfant

moriartymarktwo

The wedding had only served to remind Molly of her own impending nuptials, though admittedly, she had set neither a date, nor even a season, had picked up only one wedding brochure and had refused to even look at cakes when her sister had stormed into town wholly unexpected and - unwanted. Not that she wasn't happy for John, she was, and she loved Tom, a lot, but Molly didn't enjoy the spectacle of it. She preferred to blend into the background, and that wasn't exactly the done thing at your own wedding.

Indeed Molly was still day dreaming, twirling her ring around her finger, humming the bridal march absently when the door to the lab had opened. Looking up, Molly couldn't help but do as Molly always did, smile and welcome people in

"Hello"

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thedominatrix

moriartymarktwo

"How lovely to see such a pretty face after such a longer day. Is there a particular reason for your visit, darling?"

                                                                          HOW CUTE.

       "---- Is that really necessary?" 

                 A skeptical look.

                 Dark eyes rolled upwards,