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[crushed_pearls]

Erin's voice mail message is in a weary voice: "Erin Peters. If you called in the middle of the night and I didn't answer, I'm dying. If I pick up and someone on your end isn't dying, they will be shortly. Text otherwise."

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[crushed_pearls]

"I'm sorry too, Ruby. But denial isn't one of those traditionally effective life choices either. Bad things, good things, they all rot and turn sour if you leave them down in the dark too long. People talk a big game about confronting our inner demons but our inner joys can be just as daunting, huh?"

Erin takes a seat on the coral and rests her cheek on her fist, her eyes thoughtful. "...Let's try meeting your fun."

She does not wait for permission.

Erin absolutely snaps her fingers to summon Fun immediately.