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Dex gets into a fight outside a dive an hour away from home, because she can't stand to be around people who think they know her right now. As the loser stumbles away, Dex spits blood onto the uneven pavement.
Music swells and cuts off as someone exits the bar. Feeling eyes on her back, Dex turns.
"What?" she demands. "You want some too?"
The stranger eyes her up slowly. Dex notices her bare arms, her pretty lips as she licks them.
"I sure do."
For once, Dex wakes up in someone else's bed and feels a little bit better.