[James is working from his flat in Manchester, reading over a couple of emails when his phone buzzes at him. He looks at it, and is surprised to find a text from Devon; at this rate, he figured she wasn't the sort to text often, since he hadn't received anything since the day he gave her his number.
When he reads it, he's a little confused. He types back a reply in short order.]
That depends on the suit. And didn't anyone tell you you're not supposed to ask how much a gift costs?
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When he reads it, he's a little confused. He types back a reply in short order.]
That depends on the suit. And didn't anyone tell you you're not supposed to ask how much a gift costs?