doesntsing: (wtf)
Miriam "Midge" Maisel ([personal profile] doesntsing) wrote in [personal profile] allbedestroyed 2025-01-12 09:25 pm (UTC)

Not everyone. Just her manager.

“Yeah, well, it’s been a good night… I’m fine… Yes, I know about tomorrow night. You didn’t have to call me… 8:00. Okay. See you then. Bye, Susie.”

Midge hangs up and turns back to Robert, looking incredulous. “My manager. She’s like a bloodhound. She went to the party and got the name of your hotel from the people at the party. Unbelievable.”

If that phone rings again, she’s not picking it up. The only person she hasn’t spoken to tonight is her ex-husband and Midge doesn’t even want to go there. She unties the robe and slips it off, then puts it over the chair next to her dress. Grabbing her glass of water, she returns to Robert’s bed.

“She wanted to remind me what time I needed to be at the club for my show tomorrow night… and probably also to make sure I was safe, though she’d never say that.” Susie tends keep her emotions close to the vest, like Robert does. She can’t stand the thought of anyone thinking that she’s not a cranky bitch.

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