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[repairedbywebs]

Quietly, quietly, slip along, slip along, thread the stitch, find the bitch, quietly, quietly, slip along.

Lists and lists and lists. Where is my list? People who I have hurt - all of you. People who have hurt me - none of you. None of you have that ability.

Tender, tender, tender.

Sing to me a nightmare. I want to get out of this cage.

I want

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[harbingerofboom]

Miss Wallace, you haven't been yourself.

[repairedbywebs]

Has the Corinthian been himself?

[harbingerofboom]

I haven't known him long enough, but I don't think he is meant to be quiet.

[repairedbywebs]

Hm.

There's a recording.

[harbingerofboom]

A recording?

[repairedbywebs]

Of a boys voice.

[harbingerofboom]

....Miss Wallace you're peculiar.

[repairedbywebs]

Will you turn it on for him?

[harbingerofboom]

I don't see the consequence in that. Should I?

[repairedbywebs]

Yes.

[harbingerofboom]

If this is going to complicate our working relationship, I'd rather not. Thank you.

[repairedbywebs]

If you'd prefer, then.