[ She's a little shocked by how he just waltzes on into her home as though he's been there a thousand times before. Like he's one of Veronica's old friends, rather than someone that she doesn't even recognize. She lifts a hand to massage her temples for a few short seconds before carding her fingers through her hair. ]
Veronica. [ She finally corrects him. She's already over all these little alternative names he has for her. ]
No. I just don't usually start in on the hard liquor until after breakfast. Call me old fashioned.
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Date: 2017-05-03 08:41 am (UTC)Veronica. [ She finally corrects him. She's already over all these little alternative names he has for her. ]
No. I just don't usually start in on the hard liquor until after breakfast. Call me old fashioned.