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@indradragomir​: @isaaclancasterofficial Where are you? The hot tub is especially lonely with just me here.

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Out of office.

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Out of office.

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Always camera ready, darlings.

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TEXT: ISAAC

Isaac: Well, thanks for wanting me.

Indra: Anytime, my sweet love. x

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TEXT: ISAAC

Isaac: I'm sorry, it was very nice, actually.

Isaac: I'm pleased you thought of me, love. To be your date.

Indra: Of course I did. Who else on Earth would I want beside me?

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Isaac: I love it when you talk dirty, Inds. x

Indra: Ugh. I try to say one nice thing and this is the thanks I get, hm?

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Isaac: You wound me. I'm not just a piece of meat, my love.

Isaac: This mouth does nothing but pay you compliments and sometimes sneak a kiss or two, Indra. But I understand how you've become attached, I am somewhat of a specimen. Or so Livvy likes to tell me. x

Indra: Fine, I'll afford you a moment of sincerity, since I am feeling generous. You are more than just a piece if meat to me, darling.

Indra: Very true, gorgeous boy. She's rarely wrong, Livvy. And I rather enjoy the compliments and the kisses, dear x

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TEXT: ISAAC

Isaac: The same reason you asked me along, I presume. I like spending time with you. And I rather like you too. x

Indra: Is that so? But darling, I merely asked you for the eye candy. Obviously. x

Indra: I enjoy you too, I suppose. And that mouth of yours.

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Isaac: What if it pleases me to spend those days with you? Do you think that would be alright?

Indra: I can't imagine why it would but I am all the more privileged to share your company, my darling. x

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Isaac: So, you want me to be your little accessory? I would be offended if I weren't so flattered.

Isaac: [unsent] Three days? Are you sure? That's a big step.

Isaac: Three days with you all to myself. You forget, I enjoy your icy demeanour almost as much as the woman behind it.

Indra: That's it, baby. A little eye candy, so to speak.

Indra: Ha. Yes, well, I promise I shan't monopolise your whole weekend. You only have to put on a smile for me at the wedding, and then you can do as you please for the remaining days.

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TEXT: ISAAC

Isaac: Well, forgive me for being presumptuous, but you did say you needed a date, my sweet.

Indra: Yes, well, semantics. I need a gorgeous man on my arm to make me look good. Better, even.

Indra: It's a three day weekend, mind you. You might come to realise you're less keen on my icy demeanor than you once thought.

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TEXT: ISAAC

Isaac: To be clear, you're asking me out on a date?

Indra: A date? How ever did you come to that conclusion, dear?

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TEXT: ISAAC

Isaac: For you, I will find a way to be free. Is there an occasion in which we're required to match?

Indra: Hm, that was surprisingly easy.

Indra: Yes, I have to attend an estranged cousin's wedding out of town. I require a date.

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TEXT: ISAAC

Isaac: Blue, my dear.

Isaac: Also blue. The two are entirely unrelated.

Indra: Yes, I'm sure, dear.

Indra: Perfect. We'll match, then.

Indra: Oh. I forgot to actually ask, are you free this weekend?

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TEXT: ISAAC

Indra: What's your favorite color?

Indra: Follow up question, what's your favorite color on me?

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Not another word, love. I’m on the phone to my lawyer.

What happens when you cross a Drug Dealer and an Addict?

No, lovely readers, that isn’t the set up for a tasteless joke. In fact, we have the answer right here: Unhealthy boundaries, a relapse in substance abuse, and a broken marriage.

Now, we don’t tend to cover nobodies and criminals, but with local burger flipper Amira Pace bearing a striking resemblance to some of the most famous entertainers across the country, it’s hard not to keep our beady eyes trained on her.

Unfortunately, the beautiful young woman has a reasonably dark past of her own. Estranged from her rumoured family, Amira spent many years of her life on the street, selling her body (and her dignity) for money, drugs and alcohol. Combine that with a dark, seedy, and overwhelmingly uncomfortable relationship with her dealer, Killian Ford, she didn’t really stand much of a chance.

Now, after Killian’s failed marriage — largely on account of his unfaithfulness and his promiscuous activities with the vulnerable, naive Amira — the two of them appear to be living together in his latest drug infested apartment. It’s no surprise Amira struggled so much to kick such an awful habit with such bad influences surrounding her, and we only hope we don’t see her relapse back into that nasty addiction period.

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My Gabrielle, sensational as ever.