“God, /yes/. I never eat that. Sorry. I mean that rubbish Carebear calls food.”
As much as she wanted to push, and a frustrating as it was to let it go, Gwen chooses to just be the friend Jess needed tonight. Tomorrow she’d do what she needed to do. “Okay. Fiiiine. Let’s get you up on the couch. Grab a pizza.”
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“Have you seen Steven Universe?” Even in her hazy state she was loathe to show how weak and brittle she was really was to Gwen. And yet her scattered soul refused to allow her the cover of silence. As Gwen hauled her onto the couch Jess frowned and pointed sourly toward the ~
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Table. “Was writing.”
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