[ She drops her hands to her lap, gently poking at the nascent bruise as she contemplates her scattered memories. Each stab of pain feels strangely nice. And very real. Not like any of the pain she thought she knew before. ]
And, uh. Ahaha. Should I really be talking about this with a police officer?
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[ She drops her hands to her lap, gently poking at the nascent bruise as she contemplates her scattered memories. Each stab of pain feels strangely nice. And very real. Not like any of the pain she thought she knew before. ]
And, uh. Ahaha. Should I really be talking about this with a police officer?