|| I think that tweet sent twice. It could just be my TL. Idk anymore.

"This better be impressive." Upon hearing the growl of the taxi's engine as it pulls up, Ophelia arches a brow. "... It's a /cab/." x.com/RefinedCavalie…

"Why have you got to confuse me so?"

"Why, though? I mean, talk about lost in translation." x.com/SirKayMNL/stat…

Narrows her eyes, as though she takes offence; she doesn't. In fact, it's quite the opposite. "True. Very true." x.com/SirKayMNL/stat…

— "Whenever a Kingsman starts to brag. Because, let's face it, they do love to brag."

Siiiiiighs.

"We've all lost somebody. What makes you a better agent is if you can get up and carry on as normal."

—

S i g h s.

"Can't I just, I don't know, skip the gym today?"

"You can if you're Agent Viviane. That's a new rule."

Adopts a slight case of the shifty eyes. "... And what would you say in that lengthy letter?"

If anyone wants to volunteer to do this paperwork for her, they're more than welcome.

"Apparently, today's National Ghost Hunting Day. I /hate/ ghosts."

Paints her nails a golden hue. They'll be chipped by tomorrow but the effort is what counts.

"Do you even /have/ fun? Or is that against the rules?"

"It's too early..." Yawning, she curls back up in bed.