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The three of them feel like a society: doors locked in the pitch of night, windows open but curtains shut. Cassius, leaning forward on his elbow and smoking a cigarette in Portia’s plum satin evening gown; Portia slumped back in her chair in Cassius’ slick black suit, a plain boring kind of classiness on him, a captivating look on her.
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“Bodily autonomy and self-expression is sexy,” Brutus says. Cassius laughs.
“Nerd,” Cassius says.
(brutus has two hands. also they wear each other's clothes and smoke weed)