Date: 2017-11-18 10:30 pm (UTC)
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Words fail her. Maketh grins, eyes wide open, and feels her body shudder all over. Her heels digging awkwardly into the couch. One of the glasses ended up on the floor sometime, but didn't break. There's alcohol everywhere, so heavy she can smell it.

And then, almost like an afterthought, it's done.

She sags against Rey, laughing.
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