Camille Preaker (
scrapdraught
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2024-06-21 01:59 pm (UTC)
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[The implication takes a second to sink in. Camille looks their resident good boy over with a sinking heart.
Cold as the grave.]
Christ, Pickles, what did they do to you?
[Her lips press thin. She touches his neck gently. Is the translator still there?]
Can you talk?
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Cold as the grave.]
Christ, Pickles, what did they do to you? [Her lips press thin. She touches his neck gently. Is the translator still there?] Can you talk?