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Notes: Drabble; exactly 100 words.
Prompt word(s): pouring drinks
A/N: Prompt from a friend because I'm having bad writer's block. Pointless drabble I figured I'd post.
Pouring drinks. That was what she was reduced to, after years of hard work. That was all that came of marrying a person she didn't truly love just because the world expected her to since she had known him for ages, had had a crush on him years ago, and he was rich.
She sat alone, the lighting from the bedside lamp dim and grimy; her heels lay next to her, broken in yet still painful: her tights had a run. Putting on the perfect performance – that was what Sakuno got for marrying the bigoted yet widely celebrated Echizen Ryoma.
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