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Andrew Scott - Birdland production shots

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Susan stared at him, wrinkling her nose up at the smell and huffing out a breath as her only response.  “Why are you wearing cologne now?  Richard, we both need to breath in here and it’s close quarters.”  She shifted away from him and turned back to her book.  “Have fun?  I’m probably going to sleep soon.  I’m tired.”

"I’m not wearing cologne~" Richard laughed and wrapped his arms around her, "Yeah, loads of fun. Hey, don’t go to sleep, we can cuddle for a bit, then I wanna take you to come see the music on stage, it’ll be fun." he gave her another kiss, "What’s wrong?"

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"There’s not any more," Susan rushed out immediately, pausing only as he continued, the idea of amnesty making her spine relax just a bit.  "You…well, there’s not much, really.  I may have forgotten a few, I guess."  She waved a hand toward the kitchen and ducked her head.  "Mini bottles of scotch in the stock pot, there’s a flask in the pantry next to the rice and that bottle of orange juice in the back of the fridge is actually around three-quarters vodka but enough juice so it still looks orange."  Susan trailed off, paling slightly as she realized how it sounded.

Richard sighed, “Oh Susan.” he gave her a sad look but said no more, noting down the hiding spots in his head, “Anywhere else?” he asked softly, “It’s alright, you’re not on trial here.” he leaned in closer and gave her a hug, “It’s fine Susan, it’s all fine. I know how you feel, really I do, and I understand. Now, are those all of them? Once they’re gone, you don’t even have to think about them again.”

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"You’ll be…"  She trailed off, watching him flee from their tent with a huge sigh.  Susan grimaced, glancing around before angrily unpacking the blankets with an annoyed sigh.  After she’d unpacked everything and glanced outside at the rapidly darkening sky, she flopped down to think about whether she should go to the damned teepee anyhow.

Richard slunk back to the tent about forty minutes later, smelling strongly of cheap toilet spray and sweat, both masking something else indistinguishable from the stench. “Susan?” he poked his head in and grinned, before clambering in and giving her a kiss, “Thanks for waiting for me.”

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Does anyone else feel like a “filler friend”? Like you just sit there, never contributing to the conversation, and when you do, no one notices. You don’t really have a purpose or do anything and kinda just sit there existing. No one ever invites you ever or asks to do anything with you, and people even make group plans right in front of you and neglect your presence. It’s not that anyone means for this to happen it kinda just does?

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Effie’s list of flawless people
→ 27. Andrew Scott
Someone like Moriarty is open to interpretation – he can be lots of different things, which is why it’s good that someone like me can play a part like that. People shouldn’t know too much about you.’

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It’s good to attract the snack.

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((“The Bachelor Weekend” *Throws up everywhere*))