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THERE WAS A QUOTE ABOUT FAME AND FORTUNE that kathryn merteuil used to live and swear by, but for the life of her, could not recall today. it only seemed fitting as she walked towards the doors of her new home in suburban illinois, about to welcome a nominal journalist to her house. it was a calculated decision to ask her works to take the night off. kathryn has come to learn that the poor do not respond well to the plentiful, and considering the plan was to win over one bobbi moore, kathryn had to look and act the part.
â bonsoir, mademoiselle, et bienvenue, â kathryn greeted sweetly as she opened the door for the blonde, her smile reaching her cheeks as her wine-colored slip dress heavily contrasted the gilded decor behind her. without a momentâs hesitation, the french heiress gently took bobbiâs hand and leaned in to place a soft kiss on the other womanâs cheeks â one on each side and a second longer than usual for good measure. â would you like something to drink ? â  kathryn asked as she made her way towards the drinks cart in the parlor, a glass of virgin sangria already resting in her hand. â relax, mon cherie, itâs just sparkling water, â she added with a laugh as she made her way into the sitting area that was too large for one resident. â i know the night is young, but letâs cut to the chase. that way you and i can finish early and have time for other activities. iâm sure youâve done your research, but for the record: only the files âthe handful of videos and tasteful photosâ courtesy of my hacked cloud account, and the rehab photos that followed shortly after are undoctored. the rest that have been circulating the web are products of pure fiction. â she said, sounding completely rehearsed and detached as she stopped just behind her sofa, admiring the wasserschlangen ii, an original klimt that hung so casually above the unused fireplace. â surely you must know that youâre not the first journalist with a twinkle in their pretty brown eyes that has shown interest in quote-unquote redeeming me, â she stated as she took a sip from her glass, slowly making her way towards bobbi. â but if iâm being honest, if itâs not too cheesy bordering on lies, i have a weirdly good feeling about this,â kathryn added, her eyes unwaveringly locked onto bobbiâs as if she hasnât said the same line to the handful of others she bothered to entertain. â all that said, iâm all ears and all yours. youâre not gonna make me regret this, are you, miss moore ? â
The house that loomed before her was unlike anything she had ever seen. It wasnât to say that the Moore family lived in a hovel - the home she grew up in back in Seattle was nice enough, but it could never compete with the building that stood before her. Very few things in life truly intimidated Bobbi Moore, but the home occupied by Kathryn Merteuil made it on the list. Or maybe it was the person who lived inside that caused slight anxiety. It had been a long while since Bobbi had anything exciting to work on for the Chicago Sun-Times. One would think that she would learn to stop snooping into other peopleâs lives after the disaster that was her last lucrative assignment, but some habits died hard. Of course, it was obvious to anyone why she was so interested in doing some sort of portrait of the disgraced heiress. An exclusive would be enough to gain back some of that clout she once had, to get her back on the path towards the kind of journalism that Bobbi wanted to produce.Â
It was with slight trepidation that she entered into the home, caught a little off guard by Kathrynâs greeting. As the womanâs lips brushed over her cheeks, she steeled herself against the blush that was threatening to creep. Bobbi Moore didnât blush, especially for heiresses that were very likely playing some kind of role. She was astute enough to figure that Kathryn saw something she could gain from this little project, but she wasnât going to let her fool her. Not completely. Just enough to get a good story out of her. âNo thank you,â she responded evenly to the offer of a drink, following after the other woman. She tried not to gawk at the room, at all the trappings of refinery of wealth that lay around her. It made her a little uncomfortable, though she chalked it up to the fact that she felt rather underdressed in her vintage band tee and ripped denim.Â
Her gaze shifted towards the artwork her hostess was admiring just a short moment before awkwardly determining a spot to sit down. Digging out a creased moleskin and fountain pen from her bag, she flipped to the first blank page she could find and prepared to take notes. It seemed that Kathryn wasnât wishing to dawdle and neither was Bobbi. The sooner they started talking, the sooner she could go. âThanks for the warning, but I think Iâm smart enough to discern whatâs real and whatâs rather sensationalized. I work for a publication dedicated to truth, not a gossip rag.â Uncapping her pen, she pressed the tip against the page and looked up to Kathryn just in time to catch her gaze. âBesides, this piece is about your truth, and no one elseâs. Iâm interested in what you have to say and not whatâs been spread through the grapevine time and time again.âÂ
She squinted slightly at Kathrynâs next words, conflicted over whether or not she was being fed lines or if there was any ounce of sincerity in her voice. Despite herself, she smiled ever slightly. âI guess time will tell whether or not either one of us regrets this. But if weâre going to have success here then you have to promise no bullshit. I want this to be raw and as intimate as possible. No lies, no cover ups, no rehearsed prose. Just unfiltered, unapologetic you. Thereâs no sense in dragging all of this out again if youâre not going to be completely honest with me. And if that doesnât work for you... We can stop right here.â She raised a brow, as if daring the woman to drop any and all inhibitions she may have for what they were about to embark on. âBut if that does work for you... Then letâs start from the beginning - tell me who is Kathryn Merteuil? Outside of the scandal and the glamour and everything that comes with that. Tell me who you really are.âÂ
Willa had let out a sigh of relief when Mrs. Harris had been kind enough to take Auggie off her hands for the night, allowing Willa to head into the city and spend some much needed adult time with Bobbi. She had taken the train in, because she was very confident sheâd be drinking and she didnât want to have to pay for an uber all the way back to Shermer, and had just arrived at Union Station. Making the short walk from the station to the bar the two women had agreed on, Willa pushed her dark locks out of her hair as she pushed open the door and found a high top nearby the window. It was a surprisingly warm day in Chicago, probably because they were a little farther from the lake front, and the windows had been pulled open to let in the breeze. Noting the margaritaâs were on special for the night, Willa took the initiative to order the two a pitcher before turning to look over the menu while she waited for Bobbi to arrive.Â
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If there was one thing Bobbi detested, it was having to come into work on her day off - especially to accept an absurd assignment covering a flower show of all things. The only good side to the call in was that it placed her in Chicago on a day she was meant to meet Willa in the city. The longest friend she had in Shermer, Willaâs invitation to hang out couldnât have come at a more opportune moment. She was longing for companionship and there were few people who fit the bill. So sheâd practically ran to their desire meeting spot, air pods in and a particularly bad case of RBF on display so as to deter the men loitering the streets from giving any unsolicited attention. She slipped inside the establishment, eyes instantly seeking out the brunette sheâd come to visit. All at once the steely expression on her face melted into something far more fond when she spotted Willa, practically skipping to her friend. âIâm sorry Iâm late,â she sighed, tone exasperated. âI got called in at the last possible second,â she paused to wave the press pass she received. âNew assignment. And, lookee here, itâs some frilly flower show. Is that misogynistic of them? To relegate me to this frou-frou garbage? Like what about me says âah, yes, she wants to spend an afternoon looking at carefully arranged and whimsically themed gardensâ?â Bobbiâs nose wrinkled. âBut enough of that - whatâs going on with you? Itâs been a hot minute since we last hung out. I want to hear everything.â
Do you think in another world, youâd like to move to this Iwi village?
happilyadoredbexâ:
Oh sorry, were you still talking? I totally fell asleep cause your voice just sounding like the parents in Charlie Brown.
...Of course youâd say something like that. How could I forget how infuriating talking to you was?Â

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willaxhargroveâ:
Are you sure? Heâs at that age where he knows heâs adorable and he uses it to get what he wants. You canât give in to him.
And good. I need some time away from everything. And I have a lot to tell you about.
I think I can handle it. No matter how cute he is, Iâll be able to resist.Â
Same here; a catch up has been a long time in the making. Oh? Well now I canât wait.Â
willaxhargrove:
Thatâs so sweet of you but you really donât have to do that, Bobbi. And how about this weekend?
I know that I donât have to do it, but I want to. This weekend is perfect! Consider me all yours.
dcngereuseâ:
If itâs going to be the same disgraced heiress or side-by-side Britney comparison article, then I would choose memes in a heartbeat. Itâs hard to keep interest when the topic has been incessantly done over and over.
Iâm not interested in pieces that demonize anyone. Sometimes you just have to turn the topic on its head, present another side to the narrative. And I mean who doesnât love a good old fashion redemption arc?Â
dcngereuseâ:
Thatâs a good thing though, right? That the bar is low? And that reminds me of my pops! Heâs also really protective of me â kinda like a Knight in Shining Armor. And yes, Grumpy Cat! Okay, yeah, I can see why you would think theyâre not cute, but⌠I still think theyâre pretty cute. Anyway, my name is Cecile, but you can call me Cece for short.
I guess. I never really think about it, mostly because Iâve never been in danger of losing his favor. I feel like most dads are just wired to be like that with their precious little girls. Not all of them, but most of them. Iâm just more of a dog person. Pleasure to meet you Cece. Iâm Bobbi. Are you new to Shermer?Â
willaxhargroveâ:
I love him, but I think I need some alone time. Some adult time. And yes, yes please. All the adult beverages, maybe we can even spend the day in the city. Far, far away from Shermer at least for a day. Iâve heard about this tiki bar on the Riverwalk, itâs supposed to be a fun time, and itâs getting warmer so Iâm sure the deck will be open.
Totally understandable. Tell you what - after our adult day, Iâll take Auggie off your hands for a whole afternoon so you can actually catch up on some of that rest you so deserve. You had me at âfar, far away from Shermerâ. Just say when and Iâm there.Â

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happilyadoredbexâ:
Oh please, you know exactly what Iâm talking about. You just conveniently move out here after I start going to school here? Since when did you care about Chicago? I bet youâre here just to report back to dad. We both know you get some kind of sick pleasure out of ruining my fun. And if I hang up on him heâll just call back, heâs ruthless. And yeah, dadâs breathe down your neck but dad is a whole new level. Chastityâs dad never made her wear a fake pregnancy belly before PROM! Iâd rather spend time with my friends. As opposed to your pretentious friends who do nothing but rant about how much they hate men and glass ceilings and things that will never change. Maybe you should stop being mad at the world and start enjoying life. And let me do the same.Â
Donât act so self-important. Iâm here because I was offered a job. Iâm sure itâs really shocking to hear that my life doesnât actually revolve around you, but thatâs the truth. A job is why Iâm interested in Chicago, not you. The only person Iâm here to report to is the son of a bitch I call my boss. And on far more interesting topics than whatever hackneyed activity youâve gotten yourself into these days. I donât care enough about your âfunâ to go out of my way to interfere in it. If you could even call half of what you do fun, anyway. Chastity could have probably done with a few humiliating moments like that. At least my âpretentiousâ friends and I talk about actual important things. Unlike you and your insipid lot who choose to spend their time gossiping about reality tv and mediocre boys with misogynistic tendencies. Contrary to your belief, Iâm not stopping you from doing anything. As much as I would seriously love to see you focus on things that are actually worthy of any self respecting personâs time and not so enthralled in these vapid pursuits, Iâm not even remotely interested enough in your life to give a damn. And for the record - Iâm not mad at the world. Just because I want to see it change for the better, doesnât make me some evil monster that hates it or who doesnât enjoy life. I enjoy it plenty - the most fascinating and wonderful parts of it. Unlike some people who just prefer to waste their time on mindless things theyâre going to look back on and regret ever being a part of someday.Â
happilyadoredbexâ:
Nope, youâre right. Thatâs your number one priority, right? Itâs only a waste of time when itâs so freaking long! I get a three out skype call if it was once a month but it doesnât need to be every week, is what Iâm saying. And maybe you donât understand what itâs like to have dad breathing down your neck because you were little miss perfect, boring daughter, but I do. Oh my god, Bobbi you literally donât even know them, so stop assuming you know what theyâre like.
I have no idea what youâre talking about. Then tell him you canât talk long - youâre in your final year in college, I think he can understand if you donât have too much time to spare. Of course, maybe it would be more believable if you spent more of your free time dedicated to things other than parties. You think I donât know what thatâs like? Please - dad was constantly bothering me when I was at Sarah Lawrence. Even if Iâm the more responsible one. Heâs our dad, heâs going to breathe down your neck. Itâs what dads do. I donât need to know them to know what half of them are like. Everyone in college is some kind of clichĂŠ - and the pack you follow tend to fall into one particular category of stupid. Â
willaxhargroveâ:
Yes, yes please. Iâm desperate to go somewhere thatâs not the school, chuck e cheese or my house. I can even see if Mrs. Harris next door can watch Auggie so we have a strictly adults day.
And here I was about to say little man can join us too. But Iâm all for a girlâs day. Are we going to have strictly adult beverages on this strictly adults day then? Because I am down for that too.Â
happilyadoredbexâ:
Or maybe heâs trying to waste my time and keep me in my dorm so he can be overbearing even when heâs not here. I bet if I went to an all girlâs college his phone calls would be 30 minutes tops. Like, sometimes he runs out of things to say.
This may come as quite a shock to you, but I doubt that dadâs number one priority is interfering in your life and keeping you from stupid college parties. Youâre no longer under his roof, he doesnât have that kind of power. And the fact you consider his calling you to check in on you a âwaste of your timeâ really speaks volumes as to how ungrateful you are for all he did and continues to do for you. So again, maybe stop whining and just humor the man for a few hours here and there. Those sex-crazed assholes youâre so fascinated with will still be there afterwards with their cheap beer and gag-inducing pick up lines.Â
happilyadoredbex:
I expected this my first week of college, not like halfway through my last year. I know youâre all like âdad can do no wrong blah blah blahâ but even you have to admit three hours is a bit much. Oh hey, I have an idea! Why donât you call him once a week and talk for three hours and then you can see how boring it is.
Itâs not that he canât do wrong - nor is anyone denying the fact that three hours is overkill. Itâs more like heâs your dad and heâs lonely and probably misses you so maybe you should just be grateful that he actually cares about your life as opposed to a parent who completely ignores your existence.

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Does it ever occur to you that youâve been up for over 16 hours straight and you wonât be going to bed for at least another two and then you suddenly just feel like collapsing? Because I think Iâm there right now.
I think weâve all been there. Coffee run soon? My treat. It really looks like youâre going to need it.