"Something about down for system assessment, and no, he doesn't know when it will be back online, and no, he doesn't actually know, or know anyone who does know," Emma complained. "As to what I go up to..."
She shifted her phone to her hands for a moment, pulling up a picture she'd taken in the mirror of the dress before going to the party. "Would you believe I went as the Virtue of Chastity?" she asked aloud as she pressed send. "Although someone asked if me if I was Restraint instead."
Totally Dirty, Jack. Guess where she'd been playing?
Re: Emma's Flat, Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn. Late late late Friday night.
She shifted her phone to her hands for a moment, pulling up a picture she'd taken in the mirror of the dress before going to the party. "Would you believe I went as the Virtue of Chastity?" she asked aloud as she pressed send. "Although someone asked if me if I was Restraint instead."
Totally Dirty, Jack. Guess where she'd been playing?