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Antionette sat casually on a bench inside 'Madame La'mour's House', the walls were cream with wooden lining and lamps out of the side of the wall. Next to her was Prier, a girl who hads joined shortly after Antionette was forced to, Prier came willingly and stayed there because she didn't midn the way of life, but even through the different circumstances they were there for they were still fairly close. Still, they weren't as close as she and Deonne were, Deonne was basically her best friend and they talked everyday, but the passed few days Antionette was left waiting alone for Deonne at the bakery they met at but Deonne never showed for any of them. The worry reasonated on Antioneete's face as a man walked by her and escorted Prier off the bench into the back.

Antionette sighed and curled her knees up to her chest and sighed as she rested her hands on the top of her knees, the short dress revealed almost all of her long shapely legs and the semitransparent lace over shirt ruffled around her bottom as she sat on the bench. She wasn't expecting a customer today, but she still had to wait on the bench just incase a walk in came. The time passed and Antionette slowly got off the bench and walked back to her private room and changed into clothes more approriate for a woman. She put on a short sleeve pesant cut top dress that was cinched to her small waist and floowed freely down to her ankles. She slipped on some white shoes and tied her hair up in a ponytail, sighed, checked herself once over in the mirror, and left for the bakery again.

The streets weren't too crowded for the time in morning it now was and it was a lovely day. Antionette took in a deep breath of air and smiled as she walked, the smell of breads, sweets, and tea filled her nose as she came to the bakery. There were a few people in there already, she walked in bought a coup of tea and a croissant and sat at a table as she proceeded to wait for Deonne in her usual fashion. She sat on the outter patio of the bakery at a table with a parsol on it. She could see some men looking at her and hear them talking about talking to her, they looked to be around her age if not a year or two younger. She simply smiled to herself and sipped some more of the tea as she waited for Deonne.