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Dec 16, 2011 22:58

It had been a long week. A very long week. One that had culminated in a fist fight that Annie had come to without all the skills to win.

Pulling her bag out of the backseat of the taxi, she paid the driver and winced as even that little bit of weight made her side ache as she carried it up the few steps to her door. Inside, she didn't bother unpacking, but dropped it by the door before leaning against it with a soft groan.

Two broken ribs, bruises everywhere from her shoulders down to her thighs and a swollen right cheekbone that showed that she'd taken a solid hit to the face. She just hurt all over, but before she got into the shower and relaxed, she had a phone call to make; someone needed to know that she was safe.

verse: new york new york, with: harvey

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