[ It really does help. Ellie joins her friend in parading around the room in a destructive sweep, knocking just about everything off the shelves and tables and sending them crashing to the floor. Maybe this is a touch dangerous, given all the broken shards, but she doesn't care. It's therapeutic. ]
Is anything left? [ She calls from across the room, hands on her knees as she catches her breath. How long had it been since they'd started, since they'd come down from the roof to try and feel better? Thank god Max had made this suggestion, or Ellie might've still been up there, sulking. ]
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Is anything left? [ She calls from across the room, hands on her knees as she catches her breath. How long had it been since they'd started, since they'd come down from the roof to try and feel better? Thank god Max had made this suggestion, or Ellie might've still been up there, sulking. ]
How're you doing over there?