i wanna tell you a story. ain't got no characters in it but me. i wanna sing you a sad song. most of it i don't expect you to believe. it starts off just the whiskey and wine, miles of travel and some real good times. but it ends in a dark corridor, and there ain't no windows and there ain't no doors.
[ Isn't it great that they've put two of the angriest people in a tiny space? Severa hasn't ceased with her attempts to break the glass herself. The sight of red only seems to push her further into frenzy despite the nagging pain from her bloodied knuckles. ]
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Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!