[Her eyes roll backwards into her head as she sighs impatiently, putting an arm behind her head in an effort to relax a bit more.]
JIM. We've had a hellish, beyond-shit day. I've narrowly missed being killed, not once, but twice, I've got no painkillers for this shoulder, and we are painfully out of alcohol.
[She shifts to her side, balancing her head on her palm.]
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Date: 2015-08-06 01:42 am (UTC)JIM. We've had a hellish, beyond-shit day. I've narrowly missed being killed, not once, but twice, I've got no painkillers for this shoulder, and we are painfully out of alcohol.
[She shifts to her side, balancing her head on her palm.]