littleowl
her eyes were black streaked and bloodshot, but she didn't care. all she wanted was some peace. but no one would give it to her.
"it really isn't my day, is it," she mumbled.
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each square is a day—lit means Darlene showed up.
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the words Darlene reaches for
eyesblackstreakedbloodshotcarepeacemumbled