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Date: 2022-04-10 09:48 pm (UTC)She'd sort of figured out a rhythm to it after the first cup or so, and the others aren't quite so mangled, but her fingers are stained deep red and she has splashes of cherry juice all over her face, throat, and shirt.
"Just so you know," she calls, when she hears the apartment door open, "this is not what it looks like."
Because it looks like she's committing murder.