playing poker with the dead / open, meet & greet

[Suiteheart]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]When the pair had reunited, they had made the painful decision to pretend to not know one another. They said they would act like strangers or even acquaintances at the very least. It made Suiteheart sad, but this is how things had to be. After all, this home was temporary, wasn’t it? Some part of her, deep within her soul, prayed she would be able to take back all these lies and call this place home in the near future. But for now, she had to lie. It was easier this way.

‘Your name is Margaery Folie. You are the love of my life and my best friend. I know you,’ Suiteheart thought as she sauntered over.

”What’s up,” she meowed, sitting down. She nodding to Radekan, whom she had never met. She did take note of the girl’s name as she gave it to Margy. Was this the Rad Bastillepaw had told her about?

“The name’s Hotelsuites, but you can call me anytime.” A smirk danced on her maw. Just because she was pretending not to know Margaery didn’t mean Suiteheart wasn’t going to flirt with her. Hey, maybe this could be fun after all.