[ Lord, she wishes there were someone responsible for this so she could punch them in the face. He doesn't deserve this, to just be waiting to see if it gets bad enough to kill him, to wonder what the hell might happen next in this awful place. It makes her so angry that she can't do anything for him, so she turns with a little more gusto than usual and looks around for a cup--
And goes still at the photograph beside it. A happier moment than this by far, with a beautiful little girl. Picking up the cup, she heads over to the sink, cleans out that ring of dried coffee, and returns with the requested drink. ]
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And goes still at the photograph beside it. A happier moment than this by far, with a beautiful little girl. Picking up the cup, she heads over to the sink, cleans out that ring of dried coffee, and returns with the requested drink. ]
What's her name?