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Juliet drags herself into the infirmary. Once she's out of the vision of anybody, behind close doors, she lets out a tiny, dry sob and slumps weakly to the floor. She closes her eyes, wondering vaguely if anyone will notice if she just curls up and dies here. Probably. But god, does she ever want to.
Her brain suddenly registers the sound of boxes and a deep voice murmuring. Too exhausted to be startled, she pushes herself to her feet, wobbling, and walks to the back room.
The Smoke Monster is standing with his back to her, rummaging through the medicine cupboard.
Uh...
Her brain suddenly registers the sound of boxes and a deep voice murmuring. Too exhausted to be startled, she pushes herself to her feet, wobbling, and walks to the back room.
The Smoke Monster is standing with his back to her, rummaging through the medicine cupboard.
Uh...