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Trinity was used to being alone now. It had taken a few months, almost a year really, but she finally settled into a rhythm. It's difficult when you spend your whole life with someone, always there to guide you and support you, and then they just leave. No one teaches you how to cope with that—not unless you're willing to pay a $150 copay for it.
The app on her phone said she successfully made it 413 calendar days without cutting herself. Good for her. That was when she invited Dennis, the little weasel himself, to live with her, occupying the space that she had just gotten used to being empty.
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OR: My Trinity Santos fic