[During this whole hullabaloo, the heard the crunch of tires on gravel most likely went unheard--or at least unmentioned. A door slammed and tired, tired steps stumped up the front steps. The door opened as she fucking lived here and didn't have to knock.]
[A short, red-headed woman with bags under her eyes bustles in and coughs harshly into her fist.]
I feel like garbage, can we order ou--
[Why was her roommate hugging a...a blow-up doll?]
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[During this whole hullabaloo, the heard the crunch of tires on gravel most likely went unheard--or at least unmentioned. A door slammed and tired, tired steps stumped up the front steps. The door opened as she fucking lived here and didn't have to knock.]
[A short, red-headed woman with bags under her eyes bustles in and coughs harshly into her fist.]
I feel like garbage, can we order ou--
[Why was her roommate hugging a...a blow-up doll?]