[She considers, for a moment, how different things might have been if she - maybe even if the others - had been werewolves instead of weirdos born to mothers who hadn't been pregnant when the day started. But that's probably a dumb thing to linger on: who can imagine an anxious werewolf?
She shrugs at the question, turning her mug between both hands and staring at it rather than him.]
I don't know. [Yes, she has thought about it a lot and come to absolutely zero useful conclusions.]
I mean...I guess music would be the easy thing but that's - that's also part of the problem. [Her mouth runs dry as she says it, and she takes the excuse to drink.]
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She shrugs at the question, turning her mug between both hands and staring at it rather than him.]
I don't know. [Yes, she has thought about it a lot and come to absolutely zero useful conclusions.]
I mean...I guess music would be the easy thing but that's - that's also part of the problem. [Her mouth runs dry as she says it, and she takes the excuse to drink.]