Camille Preaker (
scrapdraught
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2024-06-23 02:50 am (UTC)
WEEK 1: Saturday
[She is, shockingly, at the beach. Boots off and toes in the sand, letting her feet sink.
Her head turns when she hears footsteps, squinting up to spy the nighttime stroller.]
Guess I'm not the only morbid insomniac around here.
[perhaps they will find the pickles parts if they look hard enough.]
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WEEK 1: Saturday
Her head turns when she hears footsteps, squinting up to spy the nighttime stroller.]
Guess I'm not the only morbid insomniac around here.
[perhaps they will find the pickles parts if they look hard enough.]