[Fiona hasn't been seriously hungover since she was thirteen. She wakes bright and early, with a slight headache, but that's it. Does she have work today? She checks her calendar, and thank fuck it's her off day.]
[Brushing her teeth, she finds a note attached to hers. It certainly gets a smile out of her. She leaves her own reply before running out to get breakfast:]
Deal. You got a name or should I just call you LHM?
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[Brushing her teeth, she finds a note attached to hers. It certainly gets a smile out of her. She leaves her own reply before running out to get breakfast:]
Deal. You got a name or should I just call you LHM?