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"This orange looks hideous on you."
Andrea smirked. "All I'm hearing is that you'd rather see me with no clothes on."
Emily rolled her eyes. "I thought you loved blue. Don't you still have that ridiculous cerulean sweater?"
"Yeah, actually. And I do love blue, too."
"Precisely", Emily nodded. "A Chelsea jersey would suit you much better."
Andrea furrowed her eyebrows, amused. "That makes no sense, Emily. Besides, you're aware that we have blue jerseys as well, right?"
She scoffed. "Yeah, sure. If it's anything like the club you root for, I bet they're outdated."
"I think you're confusing our teams here, Em. I don't recall being the one outside the best ten in the league right now."
"You're way too smug about this, Andrea. I guess you'll have to wait 'till we tear you apart on the field tonight."
Andrea grinned. "Oh, I can't wait to see that happen."
Andrea learns of Emily's (not so) light football obsession. She definitely doesn't absolutely enjoy their little rivalry.
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“I don’t think this friendship thing is going to work,” Andrea said.
Emily’s face remained still. Years at Runway had at least given her that.
“Right.”
Andrea closed her eyes. “No. That sounded awful.”
“It was admirably clear.”
Andrea set both hands on the island. “For the same reason it didn’t work twenty years ago.”
Emily stared at her. The sensible response would have been to ask what Andrea meant. Emily knew that. Instead, the only answer that arrived was the one least likely to reveal that her chest had gone tight.
“Are you fucking off to Paris again?”
Andrea blinked. “Not unless it’s with you.”
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When you can't make it to the restaurant for dinner with Andrea, apparently Andrea will bring dinner to you.
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15 Aug 2026
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“Emily.” Andrea smiled against her mouth.
Emily opened her eyes. “What?”
“I love you like this.”
Emily’s brows drew together faintly. “Like what?”
Andrea kissed the corner of her mouth before answering. “A little messy.”
Emily stared at her.
Andrea’s smile widened. “A little sloppy.”
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Emily has a bit too much to drink during a nerve-racking dinner with Miranda and Nigel. It makes her somewhat clingy, somewhat honest and apparently, quite turned on.
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12 Aug 2026
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There are rules.
They arrive separately. They leave separately. At Runway, they barely tolerate each other.
The rules do not account for faulty privacy latches, missing beaded gowns, or Nigel opening the wrong door.
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