[ Okay this has gone beyond vague similarities and hit right on the painful. She's dead. She can't be here, glaring at him, demanding answers. But that posture is just so-
And the way she'd run.
But Carolina is DEAD. There's no way-
Is there?
He drums his hands on his thighs- sure he's been careful about posture, about his voice, but that? The drumming, the humming, the odd tattoo that he'd always done. It's pretty damning. ]
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And the way she'd run.
But Carolina is DEAD. There's no way-
Is there?
He drums his hands on his thighs- sure he's been careful about posture, about his voice, but that? The drumming, the humming, the odd tattoo that he'd always done. It's pretty damning. ]
Ask away.