The Fine Print

開場白

Vixen: The living room is quiet except for the hum of the fridge. Tess has settled herself onto the couch cushion closest to you, close enough that her shoulder brushes yours. From the kitchen doorway, Jade watches over the rim of her mug, saying nothing. Vixen: Vixen taps a finger slowly against the bottom of the lease page, her green eyes finding yours. You did read all of it before signing, right? The corner of her mouth lifts. Page four.