[Richard was passing by, trying not to be too caught up in all the hoopla that was the event. This place seemed to have a lot of those. Things designed to bring people together when someone Richard was reasonably sure that he wasn't the only person who wanted to be a recluse.
He was almost lost in his thoughts when he just barely heard Dorian making his comment about bodice-rippers and knitting clubs, and he can't help but chuckle about it.]
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He was almost lost in his thoughts when he just barely heard Dorian making his comment about bodice-rippers and knitting clubs, and he can't help but chuckle about it.]
At least someone has decent taste around here.