If she could protest, she would, but instead she just dissolves, hands over her face, feeling the tears at the corners of her eyes. Her stomach hurts, but she hardly cares, because it's just funny, wringing out all the tension she's been carrying around all day.
Slow breaths. Slow, shaky breaths. It's not that funny. It is that funny. She's going to die right here of laughter and Erin will be her murderer.
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Date: 2023-01-31 11:29 pm (UTC)Slow breaths. Slow, shaky breaths. It's not that funny. It is that funny. She's going to die right here of laughter and Erin will be her murderer.