Camille Preaker (
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2024-06-17 02:51 am (UTC)
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[She sits stunned a moment. Absolutely flabberghasted.
Then the tears really do come. Silent, in a single drop per eye, but they're finally real.
Camille swipes at them with the heel of one palm, then reaches to scratch the uninjured ear.]
Hey, no problem.
[She laughs a little. This is fucked. This is so fucked up.]
I'd say "anytime" but god, I sure hope not.
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Then the tears really do come. Silent, in a single drop per eye, but they're finally real.
Camille swipes at them with the heel of one palm, then reaches to scratch the uninjured ear.]
Hey, no problem. [She laughs a little. This is fucked. This is so fucked up.] I'd say "anytime" but god, I sure hope not.