[Scarlett is sulking in her room, a bottle of gin in her hand. Her phone's been tossed across the room. She'd heard the alert go but she ignores it, taking a swig from the bottle. Yeah, yeah. Fuck off.
And then, just above her desk, thick black smoke. Shit. Has she set something alight by accident again? She scrambles to her feet just in time to see the smoke shift into nothingness once more, leaving a few items behind.
She carefully picks them up to inspect them. Well, shit. She's scowling at them for a while, feeling uncomfortable with all of this, including the text conversation, until she actually screams out loud to the air:]
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And then, just above her desk, thick black smoke. Shit. Has she set something alight by accident again? She scrambles to her feet just in time to see the smoke shift into nothingness once more, leaving a few items behind.
She carefully picks them up to inspect them. Well, shit. She's scowling at them for a while, feeling uncomfortable with all of this, including the text conversation, until she actually screams out loud to the air:]
You're still a fucking dickhead!