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VERA WEISZ

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[It's nice to think about, that even in another life, the two of them cared for each other. Inching closer, she turns to face her, looking up at her face expectingly.]

A-and...

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And? [ Jen turned her head to look at Vera. ]

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Do... you?

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Well, yeah! We're friends, right? Maybe not, like, the closest but... there's room on my calendar to work on that, if there's room in yours. [ today was a good step toward that, if nothing else. though on a more serious note: ] I can't promise I'll be around forever, but while I'm here... I've got you covered.

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I could... reschedule a few things here and there. Maybe... block off an evening or two.

[It would probably lead to some people being upset with her, but she'll deal with it. She's the boss, what are they going to do?]

Would you like to... get breakfast in the morning?

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[ and here she is, passing up another regular morning at the gym on a whim without any hesitation. ] Sure. That sounds good to me.

[ though there's the off chance someone could get the wrong idea... well, with Vera's upcoming marriage coming up and being public knowledge, there's little risk of that. they're just. friends! having breakfast together. nothing to read into. ]

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[Just gals being pals.]

Great. There's this wonderful little coffee shop nearby that I'm sure you'll love.

[But seriously, it's crazy late and Vera doesn't have the time to be coy when she's minutes away from passing out. She's spent the last twenty minutes trying to signal for Jen to hold her, so instead she's just going to crawl up against the taller girl, draping a hand across her midsection and resting her head on the inside of her shoulder.]

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[ Jen was just trying to be respectful of Vera's personal space, but hey, if she wants to cuddle up she's not going to stop her. she shifts around her arm under the pillow so as too minimize the chance of it falling asleep soon. ]

I hope their breakfast menu is full and not just, like, half a salad and egg whites.

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I did say you would love it, didn't I? There's plenty to choose from.

[She nestles against the crook of Jen's neck, exhaling contentedly. After everything that's happened tonight, there's not much need for personal space. For right now, at least.]

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Hah, yeah, okay. I'm looking forward to it.

[ this is cozy. cozy enough that Jen feels good bringing her arm up from under the other side of Vera and just. casually resting it across the back of her shoulders. ] Let's get some rest. Morning's going to be here sooner if we do.

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[Vera wasn't sure why, but for some reason this just felt right-- the warmth of her body, the smell of her hair, and the gentle way Jen held her that belied the girl's true monstrous strength. Everything just came together to leave the business mogul more comfortable than she's been in a very long time.

A small groan of acknowledgement is all she can manage before her eyes shut and sleep begins to take her. Shifting one last time, her arm moves from lazily draping over her stomach to a light grip on the blonde's opposite shoulder, a gentle tug brings the two just the tiniest bit closer before she finally drifts off.]