brough canadian paul

(Monday, August 3rd)
(The Sacred Whore, late afternoon)

For the second week in a row, I find myself outside The Sacred Whore, but this time, itapos;s for a completely different purpose.� Today Dorian and I are apos;forcingapos; a wedding dress on Glass.� I am not nearly as concerned as Glass is, I know Dorian will create something simply stunning for her that sheapos;ll actually wear (and love), but if it helps her piece of mind to have me present, then itapos;s a duty I will be happy to bear.�
I loiter outside in the afternoon heat, waiting for Glass to arrive.� If I were to leave her to come in on her own, sheapos;d ditch us, and we canapos;t have that.� Leaning against the side of the building, in a shadowed spot so Iapos;m not crisping in the sun, I idly play with the white gold chain in my hand, humming to myself.
apos;Wonder if I will have to distract Dorianapos;s attentions away from Glass?apos; I think, and flush a little at that thought.� Probably not, after all, heapos;s going to be busy designing...... But itapos;s nice to hope.� I readjust my black pencil skirt and peach colored silk top, making sure I look presentable�and hope Glass arrives before I evaporate.�

(Open to Dorian and Glass)

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brough canadian paul, brough castle, brough council, brough east yorkshire.