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Virginia blinked in surprise, but finally nodded her head in agreement. As much as she preferred to arrange these things herself, she couldn't deny that she felt like an elephant in the porcelain shop when Liberty underworld was concerned, "Liquid Drug if possible, I don't want to use those disgusting inhalers.". Something about loudly inhaling Cardamine struck her as disgusting and disgraceful, injecting it into her veins seemed much more elegant.
When Morreti asked her about the guitar, she stared at him in silence for a moment, wondering whether or not there was any point in denying it - but whatever, there was no questioning the guitar's ownership, so she nodded slightly, "Yes, I play it a little when I'm in the mood. Just a hobby.", she said in an apologetic tone.
Her acoustic guitar looked like it had been through something before - the paint was scuffed in a few places, with Houston bands' stickers in various places, and a few strings with glass colored beads hanging from the end of its neck. Clearly this guitar had carried her through life longer than her uniform.
