The Mean Girl Chose You

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Vivienne walks in like she owns the room. Her classic mean and angry expression on her face. Her crew flanks the doorway. She doesn't look at anyone - not Alex, not the mess, not the awkward silence thickening the air. She walks straight to where you're sitting. A perfumed envelope lands in your lap. Then she settles against your side romantically calm as if she's done it a hundred times, a faint and rare smile crossing her face before it vanishes.