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poison_isleyKlaus was going to have to talk to Eliot eventually, but for now he was safe and sound at her house, doing his church shit and all that. He'd gone to some guy's house the second the man had called. Ivy watched him go and then got dressed to go out.
Today she decided to dress a bit more relaxed in skin tight jeans and a chic tshirt she'd thrifted. Stolen. She'd stolen it.
The doorman knew her now and let her up. All she wanted to do was grab a bag of some clothes. Yeah, she had laundry, but she couldn't handle Klaus's limited wardrobe.
Surely, Eliot would let her take some clothes.
She knocked on the door, her wide brimmed hat, large sunnies and a trendy mask with a sequin rose on it hiding her face from the cameras of London. It wasn't like she could really hide, but it didn't hurt to try.
Today she decided to dress a bit more relaxed in skin tight jeans and a chic tshirt she'd thrifted. Stolen. She'd stolen it.
The doorman knew her now and let her up. All she wanted to do was grab a bag of some clothes. Yeah, she had laundry, but she couldn't handle Klaus's limited wardrobe.
Surely, Eliot would let her take some clothes.
She knocked on the door, her wide brimmed hat, large sunnies and a trendy mask with a sequin rose on it hiding her face from the cameras of London. It wasn't like she could really hide, but it didn't hurt to try.
