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Post by Penelope Featherington on Nov 7, 2022 20:50:26 GMT
A Moment of Weakness
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Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2022 9:21:02 GMT
eloise & penelope. My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out."I can assure you, Pen, I am perfectly well." Clearly Eloise's definition of 'well' did not match up with the dictionary, but she was nothing if not stubborn. It was clear she was sick, clear she should have stayed in bed that morning, but very little could stop Eloise Bridgerton when she was determined, and she certainly was this time. Her lady's maid had been insistent she stay in bed, claiming she had a fever and needed to rest, but she'd paid her no mind. It wasn't that she didn't respect the household staff, it was simply that she was Eloise, and she made her own mind up.Were her mother to find out she'd left the house when she was this sick, she'd be chastised without a doubt...but that was nothing she needed to worry about, for they were walking the streets of Mayfair, nobody to see her falling apart. Well, nobody except her best friend. If she was wearing an expression of concern, Eloise chose not to notice. "Why must everybody fuss? If I was truly that bad–" she wobbled, feeling faint, reaching to grab Penelope's arm to steady her. "– I would have stayed home." [attr="class","mizocredit"] [newclass=.mizocredit a]font:bold 6pt calibri;letter-spacing:1px;color:#b5d1f1;[/newclass]
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