Date: 2017-02-16 05:01 am (UTC)
st_illunsmeared: (introspect)
Not expecting anyone, and knowing no one but Dot (or Jack, but she tried not to hope for it) who would come to her room unannounced, Phryne merely propped herself up a bit, slid her peignoir back over her shoulder, and then called, "It's open, darling." Her voice sounded a bit strained to her own ears, but she imagined Dot would forgive her after yesterday, and she would daresay Jack ought to expect it.
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Phryne Fisher

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