[ after a few more steps (stumbles, really) in the right direction, rey takes this opportunity to
yell at the ceiling. ]
I hope you're happy! This is your fault, you know.
[ she then kicks the door frame to her bunk and — ow, shit, that actually hurt. which in some ways is good news i guess ? ?? it cut through the booze haze. she grabs onto her foot and leans into the doorway, grunting.
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yell at the ceiling. ]
I hope you're happy! This is your fault, you know.
[ she then kicks the door frame to her bunk and — ow, shit, that actually hurt. which in some ways is good news i guess ? ?? it cut through the booze haze. she grabs onto her foot and leans into the doorway, grunting.
oh my god, she's squall. ]