[ Rosemary quickly finishes making the tea, placing France's cup near him on the counter but not disturbing him. She adds milk and sugar to her own and walks to the table, wanting a moment to collect herself. The smell of the tea comforts her slightly, but not nearly enough. Even though she's no longer looking at them, she can't shake the images of her sisters and-
Just as she reaches the table, she feels herself step on something that feels oddly like flesh.] ... Fuck. [She scrunches her eyes shut.] Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck...
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[ Rosemary quickly finishes making the tea, placing France's cup near him on the counter but not disturbing him. She adds milk and sugar to her own and walks to the table, wanting a moment to collect herself. The smell of the tea comforts her slightly, but not nearly enough. Even though she's no longer looking at them, she can't shake the images of her sisters and-
Just as she reaches the table, she feels herself step on something that feels oddly like flesh.] ... Fuck. [She scrunches her eyes shut.] Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck...