09: The Louvre

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『D E A N』 "Yeah, I have the script. Yeah... No, no I'm okay, everything's fine. I've settled in nicely. Yeah-" I was talking to my brother over the phone when I heard a loud door slam outside. Frances. What is she up to this time? I immediately walked out of my room and was welcomed with a sight of her mumbling, facing the windows. "Frances?" I called but she seemed to not have noticed me. She then moved towards the couch, swaying, laughing then stopped for a few seconds to regain her balance, "He-l-lo..." She smiled, swayed some more, bumped on the couch and landed face down the carpet, hitting her head. "s**t!" I ran towards her and the stench of alcohol immediately stung my nostrils, "Ugh." I grimaced, kneeling down then saw her move her head, mumbling something about a 'Prim' th

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