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Taking the drink, Blair sipped lightly. The old drink was too be tasted and savored properly. This wasn't a dry martini. "Oh, it's nothing," Blair waved away Juliet's niceties. Her own intentions were far for nice -- ever. "Honor? So you're well acquainted with who I am. I wonder who kept you up to date," she wondered openly to Juliet. Blair was conscience of her status in the Upper East side, but there were different types of people that were interested, along with their different reasons. Blair had to find out Juliet's to see exactly what kinds of protection she had to build around herself. 

  "Nice choice" Juliet responded, giving Blair a brief smile. The brunette took a look around the bar, checking out exactly where she was, before turning back to her company. "Thank you Miss Waldorf, how kind!" she added. It didn’t take long for the drinks to be in their hands, and soon Juliet had taken a sip. "I haven’t had the honour of being in your company yet. It’s a pleasure…" Juliet said with a slight grin, looking over the other female. 

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"One day might be coming sooner than later but, we'll see what we can do about that." Blair smiled softly at the girl, her affection anything but sweet. "Let's just hope ultimatums aren't necessary."

  ”Right… Thanks for the advice. I’ll make sure to keep that in mind if someone comes after me.” Mia bit her lip for second then shook her head. ”Nothing I can share, actually. Maybe one day…”

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Fire places are too last year.

There is something incredibly relaxing about standing in front of a fire. If I had hot chocolate with cinnamon on top, perhaps some fluffy socks and an ugly pair of Christmas pajama bottoms, I’d be completely relaxed.

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The days had gone by slowly ever since Chuck left and Blair didn't seem to find comfort anywhere. Serena kept a spotty presence in the city, her minions didn't make her happy and the only other person who could simply didn't want her anymore. She had been wandering around the city, doing her usual therapy -- which didn't even work anymore. Blair was lost but the bags on her arms appeared to keep her grounded. It was all superficial though. Her life had become a mass mess of wanderings and questions. She wanted the time back with her friends and family, but they seemed to be doing their own thing and Blair was left with little to nothing. 

It would have hit her like a big red truck if it wasn't for the fact that she expected nothing. The familiar back, the shoes he wore, and even without his usual attire, she knew it was him. Her breath came short when she halted behind him. Blair didn't dare speak. She just stood there, body and soul yearning to reach out and touch him but she was afraid that if she did, he might vanish. Perhaps it was a dream brought on by the foggy of the city and the cold that whipped her brown hair around. 

Chuck rose the helmet from his head, looking down towards the city skyline. Footsteps approached from behind him, anybody would have been surprised to see Chuck Bass wearing anything but cocktail attire. Since the passing of his father, and the fallout of his relationship with Blair, it would have been an understatement to find his devilish ways were taking an unfortunate turn for the worst. He didn’t feel pain anymore. He hadn’t even turned to look at the person, faces weren’t recognizable anymore.

“— Can’t you see this is a private party,” He scoffed.

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"That's the answer I was looking for," she told Juliet then waved her hand to get the bartenders attention. "Two Macallan's, please," she told the man then turned to Juliet once again. "First round on me."

  I would argue I do Miss Waldorf. It that a satisfactory answer?

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"Everyone has secrets. The trick is to know who to share them with and when you know they stand a chance at being exposed, you be the one to control the situation and make it work on your favor." She tilts her head to the side, inspecting Mia. "You got any secrets you wanna share, Mia?"

  ”Well, I’m a big believer that there is two sides to every stories. But I have to admit it’s hard not to envy those who don’t seem to have any secrets to hide from the world.”

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That I'm obviously out of your reach. 

  Someone like me? What’s that supposed to mean?

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Wrong. God, everything you say is wrong all the time. You don't think I would be able to get away with it?

  Hm, but I really think I do. I mean, if I piss you off right now you’ll probably stay pissed for at least half the day, therefore that kind of means I altered it. You’d have to move to the Hamptons in order to cover one of those incidents up. 

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So now I'm a waste of time.

  Then why waste my time asking?

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I'm sorry for whoever has to see you in that.

I forced myself to pick up a...nice little outfit for Christmas....

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Turning her head to give Kati a glare, she rolled her eyes and kept walking, ignoring whatever retort she had to say. They were acquaintances, in no way they were in no grounds for joke. The streets of New York were crowded as always, but Blair was happy that Manhattan never reached the point of becoming unbearable like she knew other parts of the city to be."Who would have thought," she said then added, "See now that's odd. I didn't know she had even been on vacation. Where did she go?" Blair was an expert at catching people in lies and she could suspect Kati wasn't being honest about something. 

  Kati happily trailed behind, quickening her pace to match Blair’s. Smiling as Hazel is brought up, she shrugs her shoulders. “We have lives outside of each other.” Kati quickly retorts playfully before thinking that maybe it wasn’t the smartest move to be answering Blair with playful retorts. “I think she’s busy unpacking,” Kati lies easily, the truth being she hasn’t spoken to Hazel since they both departed for their trips. 

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I'm almost one hundred percent sure you know the answer to that question.

  What’s got your La Perla’s in a knot? 

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"You're defending a lost cause, darling."

  ”Maybe so but I do think that sometimes innocents can do bad things for a good reason. Don’t you?”

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Don't flatter yourself, Lucas. A girl like me would never want anything from someone like you.

  What do you want then, Blair?

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I should be so... Lucky -- that you at least remembered something about me. 

  Blair Waldorf with nothing to say? This is monumental. 

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Your presence only disturbs my day. You don't have the power to alter it so greately. You're not relevant to me. And right, with you I'd have to be a bit more proactive like running you over or accidentally push you down a set of stairs.

  Oh, come on, Waldorf      we both know that my presence brightens your day, or at least darkens it. Besides, being slapped by a girl really doesn’t bother me.

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Either you do or you don't. Choose.

  Oh, and why’s that? Just because I’m not a local elite doesn’t mean I don’t fine drink - nor does it mean I do though either really…