"And then, instead of the dream ending as it always did when she ‘died,’ she forced her head up through the rubble. She coughed, dust exploding from her lungs, as she dragged her way out of the mess--and pulled the tar-stricken crocodile up behind her.
“F-Fuck you... we’re not... going out like that...” she gasped, flopping over on the pile of broken bricks and looking up--only to blink when she saw a sky full of brilliant stars." And she lies there with the crocodile gaping... that was a powerful twist. I was bored by the dream and then suddenly, Whoa. This is where Mae womans up!
See it through, girl. You don't need to wait for Bea to apologize and you don't need to apologize either. Go to the Pick-Axe and pace around Bea and therapy her until she cracks!
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Ringcaat on Chapter 9 Sun 22 Apr 2018 04:34AM UTC
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