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[no_where_bound]

I think the worst part about getting shot wasn't even the pain. It's the aftermath. I can't even walk two steps without having difficulty breathing (I don't think that's necessarily a side effect of all shootings, probably just the ones in the lung area). Sleeping is a problem absolutely impossible!. (Again). Why don't they give you proper drugs to

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[regal_corner]

...

Is your grandmother advising this kind of behaviour?

[regal_corner]

No, clearly not, you callous brute.

For, unlike you, I actually fear for the girl's well-being. Rather than my own.

[regal_corner]

Regan, my dear, I am not convinced that such a traumatic event is going to make you stronger, inside or out, metaphorically or literally.

Something to reconsider.

[cooknthegang]

Oh, wow, do you need help sleeping, Regan? Because I think maybe I could help you with that? If you wanted, maybe, that is? Or not.

I'm sad you were shot. Guns are so ... blunt. I don't like them at all.

[no_where_bound]

... That all depends on how you intend to help, of course.

Yes. There is a lot of that going around.

[cooknthegang]

Oh. Well, you seem I know someone.

I just think if you have to hurt someone, you should be ... more delicate about it. Not that you should every hurt someone. Oh, wow, I mean, not that someone should ever hurt you.

[no_where_bound]

... oh...

So, I'm allowed to hurt someone if I wanted to, yes? Just as long as I'm delicate about it? What do you mean by 'delicate' anyway?

*Locked from Sterling*

[winksandnudges]

... I am so sorry, Rae. About everything. You did your best to run away from your problems, but I just followed you and you ended up in the middle of mine.

Re: *Locked from Sterling*

[no_where_bound]

Yeah well, I mean... this time these problems are actually worth it.

I believe that I did get away from my problems. In a way.