LUNCH
It was a mystery to her why hard-working, semi-attractive, subservient minions were so hard to come by. Blair dismissed an incompetent sixth grade girl from the Met steps, then continued picking at the unexciting fruit cup in her lap.
Her morning had been what most people defined as 'fairly miserable', but which she categorized as 'the worst day of my life this week'.
The girls stopped twittering about alligator handbags because Nate arrived, and they knew not to disturb the golden couple.
Nate handed her a warm sandwich from her favorite café and Blair decided he was perfect.
Blair Archibald.