❝ Marie Antoinette. But just Marie is fine. ❞
She speaks. Her own name sounded so far away to her but it was still her.
She quietly pours the other some tea, asking:
❝ What’s your name, miss? ❞
❝ Marie Antoinette. But just Marie is fine. ❞
She speaks. Her own name sounded so far away to her but it was still her.
She quietly pours the other some tea, asking:
❝ What’s your name, miss? ❞
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝓷𝓲𝓴𝓴𝓲ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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ㅤㅤ•° both hands clasped in front of her at the invitation, uncertainty and gratefulness mixing together.
ㅤㅤ•° she approached and sat on the chair anyways, to be polite.
ㅤㅤ“Thank you for the generosity, miss ... .ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ•° both hands clasped in front of her at the invitation, uncertainty and gratefulness mixing together.
ㅤㅤ•° she approached and sat on the chair anyways, to be polite.
ㅤㅤ“Thank you for the generosity, miss ... .ᐣ”
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