This was wonderfully creepy, with great tension. I love Cordelia's not-fear at being alone in the park, and they way Dru approaches her slowly out of the corner of one eye. It's a great build-up.
She’s wearing plum, an autumn color suited to her skin tone, according to the personal shopper her father hired to take her to Rodeo Drive on her last birthday.
Nice Cordy voice.
“Quiet now, Drusilla,” he whispers quietly. “You don’t want to get me mad, do you?”
And that was, um. Hot. Whew.
Thanks so much for contributing to this ficathon. Well done.
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oh God, the phrase is just ruined for me. *sob*
Anyway, thank you!
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She’s wearing plum, an autumn color suited to her skin tone, according to the personal shopper her father hired to take her to Rodeo Drive on her last birthday.
Nice Cordy voice.
“Quiet now, Drusilla,” he whispers quietly. “You don’t want to get me mad, do you?”
And that was, um. Hot. Whew.
Thanks so much for contributing to this ficathon. Well done.
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And thanks for liking the fic. :D
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