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She avoids him for as long as she can because, honestly, she's in no hurry to see that cold disdain in his eyes when he looks at her. She knows that he disapproves of her choices, that he wants her to better herself, and she can't help that her reaction to that is the same as it's ever been: to throw herself as far and as hard as she can in exactly the opposite direction. Her tattoos coming back on stage the other day is a whole different issue. She's wearing a hoodie zipped up to the neck, pulled down over her hands because that's just another coveration that she doesn't want to have with Darlington today.
But there's stuff at his apartment, a drawer in his dresser with a few t-shirts and her favourite panties and a pair of heels that she really wants to for a scene. She might have more money these days, but that doesn't mean that she wants to waste it. When she gets to Dimera, she knocks the door instead of just using her key.
Maybe she'll get lucky. Maybe he won't be hoe.
But there's stuff at his apartment, a drawer in his dresser with a few t-shirts and her favourite panties and a pair of heels that she really wants to for a scene. She might have more money these days, but that doesn't mean that she wants to waste it. When she gets to Dimera, she knocks the door instead of just using her key.
Maybe she'll get lucky. Maybe he won't be hoe.