Don't you? [ oh, the way an admission like that makes her want to get absolutely furious, to start pulling hair out by the fistfuls—and not her own. even here. even here, she's still seen as little more than a fucking footnote. she could just about scream, if she had only an ounce more energy to actually do it... but all that rises up is a bubble that sticks in her throat painfully before popping.
faucet, back on again. she cups her palms underneath until they are overflowing ] You may join ranks with everyone else, then!
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faucet, back on again. she cups her palms underneath until they are overflowing ] You may join ranks with everyone else, then!