Georgia "George" Lass (
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Tenth [Action]
[George hasn't woken up in her parents' house in two years. Even back home she never expected to again.
But here she is, waking up to her mom's nagging, her dad's apathy, and her sister's quiet devotion. She goes to work and Dolores hates her. After, she goes to the Wafflehaus and Rube doesn't know who she is.
It's not real. She knows it isn't. But there's no way she's getting killed by a toilet seat again. She's gonna stay here and have a family again. She's already died once, right? She has literally nothing to lose.]
But here she is, waking up to her mom's nagging, her dad's apathy, and her sister's quiet devotion. She goes to work and Dolores hates her. After, she goes to the Wafflehaus and Rube doesn't know who she is.
It's not real. She knows it isn't. But there's no way she's getting killed by a toilet seat again. She's gonna stay here and have a family again. She's already died once, right? She has literally nothing to lose.]
I'm sure it was Linda's fault
It just looks like it.
yeah probably
[But her voice makes it clear that she does. She doesn't really want to stay. She's just afraid to leave, now.]
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But I don't think it will make you happy.
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[Souji sighs and steals whatever food is sitting in front of her.]
At least it was your choice, though.
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[She bites her lip.]
I just. What if I don't get another chance to see this place?
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Yeah. It just feels like this place is mocking us with this shit.
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[She looks over at the reapers' table, wistful.]
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[She looks back at him.]
What do you think?
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You don't have to know what's best or what's right. But if you let yourself be ignorant when the truth is right in front of you, you'll be the one who has to take responsibility for it.
[And there. Souji's word quota for the month has been met.]
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Yeah. Yeah...
I guess that's it, then.
[She scoots out of the booth and stands.]
Let's go.
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...I wanted to stay, too.
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What was different?
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[As soon as they get outside, she just kind of...glances back at him.]
...I think I know how I'm getting back. You might not want to look.
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How?
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[She blushes a little. Maybe she more doesn't want Souji to see a toilet seat come flying at her face.]
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