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sonia_alcana) wrote2011-07-16 07:54 pm
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sunday morning in the east end
On her days off, it's rare that Sonia gets out of bed before noon. For starters, she's a night owl, and when she's working she tends to build up something of a sleep deficit. Then there's the fact that without much of a social life, when she isn't working she doesn't really have any tangible reason to get out of bed at a decent hour.
This morning, though, she's wide awake at 8:30 am. Slipping quietly out of bed, retrieving her service pistol from the safe in her closet, and making her way to the living room.
Someone is in her apartment, and she sure as hell did not invite them in.
This morning, though, she's wide awake at 8:30 am. Slipping quietly out of bed, retrieving her service pistol from the safe in her closet, and making her way to the living room.
Someone is in her apartment, and she sure as hell did not invite them in.
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She doesn't comment on the remark about Gilda and Harvey's relationship. She does, however, make a mental note of it.
"If you call me Sugarshack again, I will hurt you," is what she actually says.
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"I should call Dent. I need more information on Rupert Thorne before we can proceed."
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There's a slight pause.
"And just for the record, we're not... dating, or whatever. That means you don't get nickname privileges."
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"At any rate, I'll see about getting the media off your necks. If you think I'm a complication, just imagine fifteen guys with my exuberance and cameras to boot."
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Which is good, because she'd be terrible at that.