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and_surviveIt was Suddengram that did it. Cosette was very good at Suddengram. Ellie was sort of okay, she supposed. She had some wildlife pictures that she thought were pretty good, including one of the tamer deer she'd been cultivating coming up almost to the lens. But she couldn't get a picture of herself the way Cosette could get a picture of herself.
Which was how she almost threw her phone into the lake. Had two taps always liked a post? Had that always been a thing? In any case, she'd just liked one from two weeks ago, so she had to change her name and leave town, except she lived in Darrow and there was nowhere you could move. Robbed of this perfectly reasonable reaction, she could only throw her phone into the lake, stopping herself just short and dropping it onto the decking instead.
Which wasn't much better. It bounced almost into the lake before she caught it, probably double tapping another photo. She refused to check. She refused to worry. She'd survived the infected and she'd survived hunters, she was a badass. She had tattoos. She was going to fucking lean into it, that was what she was going to do.
She DMed her, because she had the app right there, and she was owning this shit, so long as owning this shit meant she never had to talk about it out loud or even in her head much.
wanna learn how to shoot a bow and arrow
She sent it. She considered it.
or there's just a perfectly good lake out at mine and nice weather
She sent it. She considered it. She regretted it. Too much, probably.
Which was how she almost threw her phone into the lake. Had two taps always liked a post? Had that always been a thing? In any case, she'd just liked one from two weeks ago, so she had to change her name and leave town, except she lived in Darrow and there was nowhere you could move. Robbed of this perfectly reasonable reaction, she could only throw her phone into the lake, stopping herself just short and dropping it onto the decking instead.
Which wasn't much better. It bounced almost into the lake before she caught it, probably double tapping another photo. She refused to check. She refused to worry. She'd survived the infected and she'd survived hunters, she was a badass. She had tattoos. She was going to fucking lean into it, that was what she was going to do.
She DMed her, because she had the app right there, and she was owning this shit, so long as owning this shit meant she never had to talk about it out loud or even in her head much.
wanna learn how to shoot a bow and arrow
She sent it. She considered it.
or there's just a perfectly good lake out at mine and nice weather
She sent it. She considered it. She regretted it. Too much, probably.
