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Post by Admin on Nov 7, 2015 18:47:27 GMT
Ana put the phone down then slammed her fist into the wall. She sighed heavily and then maneuvered her fist back out of the drywall. Some of the plants around her started curling in on themselves, flowers closing, leaves shriveling.
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Spectacle
Nov 7, 2015 20:26:19 GMT
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Post by alley on Nov 7, 2015 20:26:19 GMT
After this Gabriel felt at a total loss. He wasn't sure what to do. He pulled away from the public eye, much to the civilians disappointment. They questioned where he went all of a sudden and his face was plastered with questions on front page news.
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Post by Admin on Nov 9, 2015 1:09:49 GMT
Ana picked up and moved on. She hid her depression are grading the whole scenario beneath a mostly smiling face. She couldn't let her team guess anything. She stopped hearing about Gabriel in the news though which she thought was odd.
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Spectacle
Nov 12, 2015 4:47:02 GMT
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Post by alley on Nov 12, 2015 4:47:02 GMT
He also tried his best to move on, but her impression had been left upon him. The more days Gabriel spent without seeing her the more dismal he felt. He tried to throw money at it, bought a bunch of ridiculously expensive things, didn't help much. He found himself unable to sleep and getting grumpier by the day, not work fit. His second in command and his assistants all noticed this change and they expected action from him.
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2015 5:06:49 GMT
Her coworkers noticed her lack of focus. But overall she was managing to cope alright. She hoped Gabriel was doing fine and would find herself flipping through magazines that she usually never bother with looking for any pictures or articles about him. They were frustratingly blank.
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Spectacle
Nov 12, 2015 5:19:22 GMT
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Post by alley on Nov 12, 2015 5:19:22 GMT
Quin, Gabriel's agent, had practically been Gabe's shadow for half of his life. He had worked for Gabriel's father, he was wise, stern and a little creepy. He always tried to keep Gabriel on track as the villain he was born to be. So when this issue presented itself and Gabriel couldn't seem to pull himself up Quin took it upon himself to pay Ana a visit to her shop.
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2015 5:28:37 GMT
Ana was leaning against the cash register counter but glanced up when the bell over the door to her shop jingled, a welcoming smile on her face. "Hello there," she greeted warmly. "Can I help you?"
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Spectacle
Nov 12, 2015 5:44:27 GMT
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Post by alley on Nov 12, 2015 5:44:27 GMT
Quin was an exceptionally tall gentleman, he had to bend his head to fit through the front door. "Good morning, Miss. Delvigne," he greeted her by name having met her several times before. He removed his black hat rom a top his head respectfully. He always looked the same black coat, black hat, and black sunglasses hiding an ugly scar on his face.
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2015 5:47:50 GMT
"Ah. Mr Quin," Ana responded slowly, startled. She straightened and tilted her head a bit to look at his face. "I didn't expect to see you here."
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Spectacle
Nov 12, 2015 5:53:13 GMT
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Post by alley on Nov 12, 2015 5:53:13 GMT
"Please, excuse my intrusion, I will try to keep this brief, as not too waste your time. My boss does not know I am here, he is a mess, for lack of a better word. I have come to attempt to sway your mind." He explained easily getting right to the point. This certainty wasn't part of his job detail but he knew something had to be done.
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2015 5:58:37 GMT
"What do you mean 'a mess'?" she demanded.
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Spectacle
Nov 12, 2015 6:02:41 GMT
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Post by alley on Nov 12, 2015 6:02:41 GMT
He paused to consider his words, "He's devastated, isn't sleeping, making stupid choices. I've never seen him in such a state," Quin explained.
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2015 6:06:56 GMT
"You want me to do something?" she asked, wincing with nerves.
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Spectacle
Nov 12, 2015 6:29:11 GMT
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Post by alley on Nov 12, 2015 6:29:11 GMT
"I would not be here unless I believed that something needed to be done. I don't meddle in Mr.Bronx's relationships, he has been suffering since your split and I fear his assets and business may suffer as well.. All I'm suggesting is you reconsider."
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2015 6:44:05 GMT
She swore mentally. "Let me just- let me just go talk to him," she said, grabbing her purse. What harm could come from a talk?
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