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Always such a business woman, Mackenzie mused, Quinn just got right down to the details. It was something she admired about the girl. She liked a woman who got shit done like that.
"Well, my mother truly believes that I want to be a debutante," She shuddered, closing her eyes slightly. "I honestly don't know what plant she came from but she's pink and frilly and girly to extremes."
She shook her head, thinking of how absolutely ridiculous Kate really was. "My mother is a delicate flower, so be as crude as you want. I know I always am!" She grinned happily, she loved it when she got under her mother's skin. "Not really much else I guess, she's just a really proper woman who is obsessed with status and appearance." She shrugged, "And hate's that I'm gay."
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