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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2018 3:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2018 3:30 pm
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2018 9:59 pm
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*tries to snuggle up with Tes for extra warmth, only to find he's alone in bed. He listens for his husband, thinking maybe he just got up for a moment, but the room is quiet. Odd. Tes has never been the early riser type emotion_eyebrow
He scoots over to the end table and reaches for his phone, a light crust crumbling off his lashes as he opens his eyes.* "ugh... hate when that happens... " stare
*rubs his eyes with the back of his hand to wipe away the rest of it, then skims through his messages. There's nothing marked as new, but he does notice an exchange of texts with Kyle that he doesn't remember having* confused
"Dinner? Surely I would remember having dinner with Kyle of all people, disastrous or not..."
*additionally, there's a very long and detailed list of instructions to Misa for this supposed dinner. But that's impossible! He distinctly remembers coming back to his room and spending a quiet evening with his husband after filming. What kind of trickery was this?! Someone must have gotten a hold of his phone at some point...*
"Who would do such a thing?" stressed
*troubled by this development, he can't bring himself to trying to get the extra rest he was intending on getting and instead, gets washed up and dressed then heads downstairs, keeping a careful eye out for anyone looking or acting suspicious.
The only cast member he sees up and about yet is Liada and he approaches her with the intent on telling her about this to get her help. She would have the best resources on getting to the bottom of it, after all. But just as he opens his mouth to speak, it occurs to him that those very resources make her a suspect as well* emotion_eyebrow
"...morning..."
*eyes her suspiciously*
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 1:13 pm
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 1:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 2:03 pm
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 2:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 2:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 5:21 pm
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As Kyle descends the massive marble staircase his mind keeps wandering to the horrific series of events from the evening before. To say “dinner was a disaster” doesn’t even scratch the surface of the literal fiasco he had to endure. For his evening just didn’t end with a disaster of a dinner, oh no. The Mistress was beyond enraged and he on the receiving end of her wrath. Normally, he can manage to talk her down. In fact, he’s become damn good at it. But last night try as he might, there was nothing he could do but take it. She was just too far gone.
This morning however, a completely different Mistress. He had packed his things and completely expected to board a jet bound for Hollywood this morning, but instead she greeted him cheerfully and was getting ready for today’s filming. A total turnaround for the Mistress can only mean two things. Either she’s made some type of completely devious arrangement and everyone is going to get the smack down of their lives OR Mr. Giovanni tamed the savage lioness in the form of multiple orgasms. Time will tell what to expect. As long as she’s in a good mood this morning, he’s going to do his best to keep it that way today. No way he wants a repeat performance of last night.
As he makes his way to the kitchen to fetch the Mistress her morning latte, he spies Ryzan talking to Miss Liada. Again, flashes of last nights fiasco enter his mind and he has no idea how to even begin to make things up with Ryzan. Drastic times call for drastic measures. Despite Miss Liada being present he decides to throw caution to the wind and without hesitation he walks right up to Ryzan, grabs both sides of his face, leans in and kisses him passionately.
After a few minutes and without letting go of Ryzan’s face, he doesn’t break eye contact. I’m deeply sorry for last night and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I swear, I will make it up to you.
With that, he lets Ryzan go and makes his way into the kitchen to fetch the Mistress her morning latte.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 5:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 6:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 8:14 pm
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 9:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 11:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2018 12:07 am
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