@𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬:
❛︎i just want to be pedro pascal's controversial younger girlfriend, is that so much to ask?❜︎
↳︎ 𝟷 ɴᴇᴡ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ғʀᴏᴍ:
@𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙠:
❛︎that can be arranged.❜︎
✘︎...
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rpatz how do you still think that's funny
sandywillow HAHAHAHAHA PLEASE at least once a day I have to. It's my favorite photo.
rpatz please 😭 it's so stupid will
sandywillow then send something better
rpatz
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sandywillow Robert. My mother is dead.
rpatz your point?
sandywillow horrible joke.
rpatz did it make you laugh i know it did don't lie
sandywillow ...yes
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Willow straightened her crossbody bag over her shoulder, smiling warmly at her bodyguard, Frankie, as he opened the door.
Immediately, lights blared in her face as voices surrounded her, asking the same questions.
"How do you feel?" "Miss Willow, can we have a moment!" "Care to comment on the accusations!" "Have you heard anything from James Callaghan?" "Are you ever going to publicly apologize for—"
"—No comments at this time," Willow looked ahead, sticking close to Frankie.
"Oh, Miss Willow, please—" "Can you just answer—"
Frankie pushed her past them and into the brightly lit office building. They walked in quickly, Willow clinging to her bag strap tight enough to leave a mark on her hand.
"Good afternoon, Miss Willow," the receptionist greeted brightly. "It's good to see you out and about. How're you both doing today?"
"Fine, thanks, Jenna," she smiled stiffly, trying to ignore the flashing that continued from outside the building.
Her agent's office may have strict rules against paparazzi entering the building — having taken multiple outlets to court numerous times — but that didn't stop Willow from being photographed outside or through the glass walls.
