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[plagued_by_god]

Joan snuck into her parents' room, purloined key in her sweaty hand. If she got caught...dooooom. She didn't particularly care about that at the moment, though, and she set her jaw determinedly as she unlocked her father's liquor cabinet. Snagging a likely looking bottle, rum if what it said on the label was any indication, she snuck back out of

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[fervens_deus]

At some point, Sam comes upon her, frowns and pokes her with his shoe. "Joan."

[plagued_by_god]

"Mrphngh."

[fervens_deus]

Sam smirks, going over to the hose and turning it on with a flick of his wrist.

And then he aims and pulls the hose trigger.

[plagued_by_god]

She shrieks, flinging herself out from under the bush, then starts choking on inhaled water.