Hi Mamma quick ask what would you recommend to be a good drink to help sleep at night
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Hi baby!
Take a shot of vodka, should put you to sleep right away
That was for LuPone!
real 2-hit KO of a response right here
It was 1960-something, a Wednesday or a Saturday, who could tell, Hollywood always dressed as if it is ready for both church and sin. And sitting at the bar as if she owned it (which, legally, she didn’t, but metaphorically? Please), was Avis Amberg, widow, mogul, high-heel clicker, and queen of passive-aggressively coordinated lipstick.
Avis was nursing a martini like it owed her money.
The bar was called Le Petit Oiseau, an absurdly exclusive jazz joint tucked between a shuttered millinery and a psychic who only read fortunes through the patterns of cigarette smoke., The place was dimly lit, velvety, and smelled faintly of gin, ambition, and Chanel No. 5. It was Ellen’s idea, of course. Ellen with her too-wide eyes and far too much enthusiasm for anyone past thirty.
“Oh Avis, it’s divine, I swear,” Ellen gushed, grabbing Dick’s sleeve. Dick, who hadn’t quite figured out how to use a pocket square without looking like a crumpled bed sheet, just nodded enthusiastically like a wind-up puppy.
Avis sighed. “If the music is not good, I’m going to fire someone on principle.”
She had just taken her first sip when it happened.
A voice. Not just a voice— a sonic espresso, poured hot and slow, like honey and velvet. It floated through the chatter like a swan dive into an old phonograph. Every molecule of air turned to molasses.
“Is that… C’est si bon?” Ellen whispered, eyes wide.
“No,” Avis breathed, “That’s sorcery.”
She turned—slowly, because drama, and also because she was fifty-two and her neck hurt in the mornings—and saw her.
At the edge of the small, circular stage stood a woman who could only be described as a misplaced goddess or a cursed antique shop owner with a penchant for glamor.
Yeah retail is so tiring dealing with people I definitely need to start doing things I enjoy in my spare time
Extracurricular hell yeah anything interesting 👀👀
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I personally like to do a free day, mine is Sunday and I just do like a little spa thing and write/read fanfic or watch a new series, something to relax after a tiring week and to gather strength for the upcoming one
YESSS I started doing a bunch of stuff this year that I’ve been putting it off forever, like singing and dancing classes, theatre and pilates
How about you, love?
ohh.. i don't think you wanna know that, especially with the lithario fics 🤭
OMG YESS I DEFINITELY WANNA KNOW
not to speak for all of us, but smut writers loveee to know if you had good time while reading our stuff *wink wink* honestly just comment the most absurd debauchery on my fics and you’ll have my soul
waitress doesn’t seem super your vibe but I totally recommended!!!! I love love love it. Others are Rent and Six and Come From Away
OHMIGOD AND HADESTOWN OMM
ugh pet names kill meeeee rnnnn
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Ohhh I’ve listen to Waitress!! There’s a song that I like from it: “Never getting read of me”. I’ll listen to the other ones
I’ve heard a few from Six and I like them!! The other two I haven’t so I’ll be sure to check them out
YAYYY thank you for the recommendations
I know, my love! That’s why I love using them with you
