Sayo leans back, drilling down on the pain until they can see faces, distinguish seconds. The next few hours were going to be agonizing in a different way, they could already tell even though some of it had already passed in the future.
...they're going to get migraines even thinking about this trip after the party, aren't they?]
I'm a writer. Of course I do.
...your body. You don't... carry yourself like someone who's been furniture her entire life. [Sayo isn't going to explain themself on that one, at least not yet.] How did that... happen to you?
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Sayo leans back, drilling down on the pain until they can see faces, distinguish seconds. The next few hours were going to be agonizing in a different way, they could already tell even though some of it had already passed in the future.
...they're going to get migraines even thinking about this trip after the party, aren't they?]
I'm a writer. Of course I do.
...your body. You don't... carry yourself like someone who's been furniture her entire life. [Sayo isn't going to explain themself on that one, at least not yet.] How did that... happen to you?