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         an awkward silence had settled over both of them, small talk never janet’s strong point. she looks down at her lap and clears her throat quietly, her brain stumbling over words that she could say, questions she could ask. she finally looks up at him with a polite smile, desperate to find something, ANYTHING that would fill the choking silence. “so, frank. h-how did you come across a home like this?

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         amusement, it seems, has a habit of playing at the lines of frank’s expression. or, so it would appear to miss weiss, for whenever she speaks, he can’t help but upturn a thickly rouged lip, tongue in cheek. everything she did, whether subtle or forthright, expounded upon her painfully obvious naivety. & he supposes he’s not exactly helping her case  ( yet )  as he cannot tell her the true answer to her timid question.   ❛   oh,   ❜    he sighs, though the undertone of it remains playful, if anything,   ❛   it was merely a matter of finding a residence that suited my tastes. the bigger, the better, i always say.   ❜

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