"Ain't nothing wrong with being Tseng," Ino said, tilting her head back to look into the rafters of the church. If she pretended hard enough, maybe she'd see starlight.
"But ain't much my type. And I weren't his either. The wife he ordered me to be were more like someone else."
Ino was judging Tseng pretty hard for that, but it was funny here and now.
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Date: 2016-10-08 02:54 am (UTC)"But ain't much my type. And I weren't his either. The wife he ordered me to be were more like someone else."
Ino was judging Tseng pretty hard for that, but it was funny here and now.