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sereneflame ([personal profile] sereneflame) wrote in [community profile] epidemiology 2016-06-20 10:59 am (UTC)

Her voice is muffled as she has to speak through clenched teeth. "Really? That makes me sad. I don't want everyone else to be so different."

She strikes a match and suddenly everything stills as she stares at the little flame. The world fades around her as for a moment she's caught.

And then the broken matches burns her fingers and she drops it quickly, hissing. She grabs another one and strikes it but she's agitated now that she slipped in front of a stranger. The matches snaps and drops and she hisses out a vehement set of curses as she realises she's gone and frazzled her last one.

"Fuck." This isn't what she needs at all. "Fuck, do you have a match?" She doubts he does and she's ready to spit out her cigarette and scream at this forsaken reality.


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