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[ just gonna stare for a second and then when she finally speaks up, her voice is ice cold. ]

Yeah, because when you've lost everything and everyone that you've ever loved, when you don't even get the fucking grace of being able to die with them -- the first thing you think of is hopping into the sack. Right.

[ she stands up suddenly, hard enough to make the table rattle and turns on her heel, to storm away. ]

Keep the fucking things, I don't want them.