[She's silent as she makes her way towards the living room, running a hand through her hair, tangle by turning over in her sleep a few too many times.
She doesn't know how much she'll be able to tell Steph, or if she'll be able to tell her anything at all - but on a night like tonight, some company is better than laying alone in her room as she tries to remember that it isn't real.]
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She doesn't know how much she'll be able to tell Steph, or if she'll be able to tell her anything at all - but on a night like tonight, some company is better than laying alone in her room as she tries to remember that it isn't real.]
Thank you. Um, for coming with me.