[ this is a woman who does not deserve a hug, arthur. ]
Take it. Take it from me. [ and this is a tone which brooks no argument. in truth, her hand has started to shake there upon the countertop, so that her nails jitter against it, but she can't back away from this ledge now that she's peered over. gravity has her. ] This wretched blight that has broken down so much of me.
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Take it. Take it from me. [ and this is a tone which brooks no argument. in truth, her hand has started to shake there upon the countertop, so that her nails jitter against it, but she can't back away from this ledge now that she's peered over. gravity has her. ] This wretched blight that has broken down so much of me.