_{condemnedtragedy:}

  _{she’s tempted  and it’s kind of  unfair really. there had to
be a  c a t c h  in there somewhere. eyes narrowed at him,
trying to figure out what it was. not for long though because
it doesn’t  matter. two less bottles  she has  to pay for. “fine.
none of the cheap  shit or the deal’s  off.” she’s not the type
to drink those fruity little cocktails.}

_{“do you really think that i would go for the cheep shit?” he always
bought the best. not due to the fact it tasted better, but due to the
fact that he personally c o u l d. it wasn’t the ability that he could
obtain the best, but rather, it was the reasoning that he could get
it simply due to the fact of his ‘privilege’. though, the truth of that
was simply up for debate, “we’ll get the best money can buy…. this
side of the Atlantic.”}