[She bites her lip and looks down at her bottle. It looks like a pit, reflected light and shadow and glass illusions stretching the darkest part far down below her feet.
Or maybe she's had more than she thought.]
We're creeping up to the final days, now. I don't imagine we'll be worrying about this much longer.
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[She bites her lip and looks down at her bottle. It looks like a pit, reflected light and shadow and glass illusions stretching the darkest part far down below her feet.
Or maybe she's had more than she thought.]
We're creeping up to the final days, now. I don't imagine we'll be worrying about this much longer.
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[ hopefully they won't all be too dead to care about what happens after but she's remaining as aggressively optimistic as she can ]
Perhaps we should do something nice when it's all said and done.