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2024-12-10 10:33:04Hattie caught me riffling through my wardrobe for comfortable clothes.
Oh, I did not call Hunter. Instead, I texted Zavere to ask him for an update on his search.
I’m growing worried for both of them, so at least knowing they’re safe could be some assurance. Though if one asks me, I don’t know why I’m bothered. I should be happier they’re gone. Unless I’m only eager to see Hunter return to face the repercussions of the mess he created.
Speaking of mess…
“Heidi, you made a big mess here.”
I crane my neck, looking back to see Hattie standing far from the vomit like it’s an Abyss that’d swallow her once she stepped close.
“Uh…” What do I say? I’m a grown-ass woman who ended up drunk and jelly-legged that I could have even pooped on the bed if the need arose. “I’m sorry, Hattie.” That’s all I can say, really.
“This is an old habit, Heidi; apologize after doing the deed. Not very nice now, is it?” Right, someone
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