[It's the first industry party she's found herself at since her divorce, and she can tell from the way the room's looking at her that the topic of conversation is going to be her. Hard not to be when your divorce is so messy you lose custody of your child.
It's so tempting, to just rumor her problems away. I heard a rumor that you all minded your own fucking business. But she's trying to be better than she was, to prove that she can be a good mother. So she bites her tongue, pastes on a smile and wanders off to another corner where she doesn't have to talk to anyone.
But she misses the fact that this particular corner happens to have mistletoe hanging overhead.]
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It's so tempting, to just rumor her problems away. I heard a rumor that you all minded your own fucking business. But she's trying to be better than she was, to prove that she can be a good mother. So she bites her tongue, pastes on a smile and wanders off to another corner where she doesn't have to talk to anyone.
But she misses the fact that this particular corner happens to have mistletoe hanging overhead.]