No, no. [ she lifts the mug once more -- daring the heat to wet her throat. ] Tea'll do. Tea's great.
[ tea is bloody wonderful. and since when did he make it so well? a haze of memory jolts then, quick, into her heart and nearly pulls her to pieces. they've made a lovely little life for themselves in this room, haven't they?
oh, lord, this room. she glances around -- a touch lost as she begins to sort the new from the old. ]
Steve. [ she breathes out his name. ] Oh, God, something terrible has happened.
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[ tea is bloody wonderful. and since when did he make it so well? a haze of memory jolts then, quick, into her heart and nearly pulls her to pieces. they've made a lovely little life for themselves in this room, haven't they?
oh, lord, this room. she glances around -- a touch lost as she begins to sort the new from the old. ]
Steve. [ she breathes out his name. ] Oh, God, something terrible has happened.