[ As someone who lives in the Invincible, she knows full well that the bar's never really closed. She's indulged in its offerings more times than she can count in the weeks since her arrival, the sorry excuse for whiskey helping to curb her cravings just the tiniest bit — which, for her, is more than enough justification for copious consumption. But as many times as she's walked into the bar, there has never been this particular face here before.
It's not a welcome one. ]
You've gotta be kidding me.
[ Does she sound tired? Exasperated? Absolutely. ]
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It's not a welcome one. ]
You've gotta be kidding me.
[ Does she sound tired? Exasperated? Absolutely. ]