[Morgan sighs, thinking on it a moment.] I don't think I could explain it without sounding like an idiot. Everyone was mad at me, not just you. Rube was gone. And then someone offered me a drink. [Saying it aloud makes her realize just how utterly -- pathetic that was. Her stomach turns a little.]
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Date: 2009-07-01 03:20 pm (UTC)