Her shoulders round at that, tensing. She doesn't want to talk about people disappearing or think about it. Then stop asking the question, Freelander.
"Long fucking time to be marooned on the Island of Misfit Toys," is what she says instead, bitter. "Does it ever get better?" Weird how sometimes it's easier to talk to strangers. People you don't even like that much.
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Date: 2011-10-15 04:59 am (UTC)"Long fucking time to be marooned on the Island of Misfit Toys," is what she says instead, bitter. "Does it ever get better?" Weird how sometimes it's easier to talk to strangers. People you don't even like that much.