Huaisang! I have such terribly exciting news, and I shall need your help. I have my own contract!
[ No, it is not marriage, and it's rather all less formal than that - Jack was not that kind... but Huaisang had never mocked her silliness or happiness over half her ideas of the world, and just -
- He felt so much like family he ought to be one of the first people she tells. ]
Ah! Congratulations! That's wonderful. I am very glad for you--and relieved. This place has many dangers, but they are much alleviated by a reliable contract.
Oh, of course! We can meet at the shop and try on a few things there? Or if you'd prefer something a bit more private, we can meet at my house. I'll bring along a few things in your size and you can see some of my favorite pieces and then we can figure out what sort of thing you'd like for your night.
Come to my house, then. Will tomorrow be all right?
What sort of special thing would you like? Layers that can be stripped away like flower petals, from street-decent to intimate with each petal? Something radiant and glamorous for his eyes alone? Or something intimate and full of promise, easy to strip away so that you can be united?
Something radiant and glamourous, but still easy to strip away. He likes beautiful, colourful things, but he can be a little bit impatient in his desire.
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[ No, it is not marriage, and it's rather all less formal than that - Jack was not that kind... but Huaisang had never mocked her silliness or happiness over half her ideas of the world, and just -
- He felt so much like family he ought to be one of the first people she tells. ]
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How can I help?
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I want something... special to wear, for my first contract night. For him. Just for him.
[ Hopefully he catches her meaning. ]
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[ To which Huaisang was as dear. ]
... and I need a wreath and flowers, but... we make that together.
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What sort of special thing would you like? Layers that can be stripped away like flower petals, from street-decent to intimate with each petal? Something radiant and glamorous for his eyes alone? Or something intimate and full of promise, easy to strip away so that you can be united?
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