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Camille Preaker (
scrapdraught
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2024-06-23 10:16 pm (UTC)
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[She's gone statue stiff, heart jumped up to her throat. The tip of the splinter presses a white blotch into the scar, threatening to pierce.
He's far enough away that it might not be obvious. She's been frozen long enough to look suspicious.
She curls the splinter into her fist and shakes her head. Pulls the sleeve back down.]
No.
[Fine defence she's running this Sunday.]
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no subject
He's far enough away that it might not be obvious. She's been frozen long enough to look suspicious.
She curls the splinter into her fist and shakes her head. Pulls the sleeve back down.]
No.
[Fine defence she's running this Sunday.]