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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]

"Go face the music, my fierce flower."

Crabb gets a kiss for luck.

wrap probably

[pointofhonoria]

Crabb tries to drag out the kiss for as long as is at all reasonable, but eventually she sighs and gets up. "Go ahead and send that text, then."

It'll be fine, she tries to tell herself, and even if she's still panicking right now, at least that will prove to be true.