Julia Winterfeld (
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foolishmortals2017-07-15 05:27 pm
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[If there's one thing Julia's good at, it's feeling guilty. Once they're let out of the awful stretching room, she sets up in the kitchen and makes another cake. It's the same sort of coffee cake she made for Lea's wake, but this time it's got apples over top. While it's going, Julia writes notes for everyone except Elsa.]
I made cake and coffee. It's in the lounge, if you'd like to come by and not be alone.
I made cake and coffee. It's in the lounge, if you'd like to come by and not be alone.
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Only more death.
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We won't. We'll be stuck foreeeevvvvvaaaahhhh. [Arm swinging back and forth.]
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[She's. She's going to try to at least not step on him. Or something.] I'm... I'm going to get you some water. You're drunk.
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Its all so wrong.
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[He trips and falls on his face again.]
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[Wow, that's kind of pathetic. But she tries to pick him up.]
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...thank you.
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There.