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Matthew's contemplating what his father's really like. Again.
Who: Rosie
Where: Nightclub
When: 11pm



Rosie grinned, smoothing down her slinky black dress that was beautifully highlighted with silver sequins. She didn't look like herself, in part thanks to the neon blue bob wig and dark make up. Surfice to say she wasn't there as herself. She was up to something.

Seeing her target across the nightclub she drained the last of her champagne before sauntering over, her hips slinking in a way to draw attention as she leant over the bar beside him. She didn't address him, instead the bar man "Bonjour, Kir Royale S'il vous plait" she purred huskily.

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