Uh, yeah, you're dead. Don't you remember? The Golden Shore, your oh-so-terrible life amongst the rich and famous? Overdosing on the cocktail of pills your brutish agent was always physically ramming down your throat?
And what's with the text? Trying to pretend this is your original voyage, Maman? Come on, you're a better actress than that!
I don't know who you are, but I think you're mistaken. I've never been to the Golden Shore - it's our destination right now. I don't know anything about drinks and managers!
And... and I'm certainly not a mother, though God willing I may be one day.
[Oh, not much, Erik. Getting into trouble, falling head over heels for a psychopath that reminds her of you, being pretty much detested by most for her sheer stupidity... just the usual.]
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...You're dead.
[And Caro's pretty sure she's not high or drunk.]
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[What is this girl talking about? Who is she?]
Of course I'm not dead! If I were dead, I would not be here.
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And what's with the text? Trying to pretend this is your original voyage, Maman? Come on, you're a better actress than that!
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And... and I'm certainly not a mother, though God willing I may be one day.
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It was probably an accident, but I think it was suicide.
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Except. Y'know. If she doesn't stay with Dad, then I won't exist.
Which would fucking suck.
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A-A-Angel?
[She is going to be in so much trouble.]
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[What have you done, Christine? 8|]
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[Oh, not much, Erik. Getting into trouble, falling head over heels for a psychopath that reminds her of you, being pretty much detested by most for her sheer stupidity... just the usual.]
H-How are you here?
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