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[demimondaines]

is there a hierarchy? ranking from most special to least special?
you're such a flower child, my dear.

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it's in my blood.
some people have rankings, many hard no's to certain blossoms. last year, scientists discovered what they called "the world's ugliest orchid" :(

[demimondaines]

we all have our preferences. i'm sure somewhere in the world, there's a poor girl who will love that ugly orchid, too.

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that's a fair point. there is someone for everything.

[demimondaines]

and here i am, stubbornly insisting i don't believe in fate.

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fate for flowers, at the very least.
i won't tell anyone.

[demimondaines]

i'll hold you to that, my dear.

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i do like the sound of optimism but that surely isn't surprising.
i promise you can count on me, even for silly pledges like this.

[demimondaines]

no, the surprising thing is that i believe you.
trust isn't a currency i use, normally.

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oh!

[ despite how she's been carrying on, philippa is genuinely surprised by this, touching her hand to her heart before responding. ]

i trust you too. not that i have many secrets to speak of, but it's worth mentioning.

[demimondaines]

it is. it's worth quite a lot.

[demimondaines]

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what do you see?

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oh it's almost ghostly! seeing a ghost at an old train station perhaps.

[demimondaines]

no ghosts except my own. only dusk and rain.
and iron gates in inner paris on my way home, all locked.

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it looks very romantic. i know everyone says that all the time but it's true!
are you almost home?

[demimondaines]

yes, just closed the door behind me. the apartment's quiet.
to allow for more ghosts, maybe.

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hoping you find some friendly ghosts to keep you company as well.
and you have me, albeit virtually.

long day?

[demimondaines]

i'd tell you all days are of equal length, but it wouldn't be true and i don't feel like telling you a lie. not a blatant one, at least.

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you need to pamper yourself, regardless of the day's length.

[demimondaines]

if i grab a soak, will you stay on the line?
i'll count my bubbles for you.

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of course! i would pamper you myself if i could. massage your shoulders and temples and all.

[demimondaines]

few people are too good for this world, philippa, but i think you may be it.
what time is it at your end?.

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late afternoon 💕
i promise i am no better than anyone else!

[demimondaines]

worth is difficult to determine, isn't it? always, but especially by ourselves.

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i've found many people often struggle with internal, self-perception and external perception.

[ once a foreign concept to someone of her kind, but she has always been interested in the ways of humans. ]