[ grit, in her nose and eyes, coating her lips. bev might've coughed if it wasn't for the hand over her mouth, and her eyes fly open, realizing -
they're back. not home, but derry is a hellpit anyway. bev's never really had a home, so she doesn't have any emotional attachment to where she comes from or even reims for that matter. nevertheless, there's some relief, compounded when she sees who's covered her mouth. jessica. they were together in the dream, and now they're here. which means she might want to ask about, oh, any of the myriad horrors they just experienced. she feels around in her pockets until coming up with her device, typing rapidly. ]
thanks
[ for what, it doesn't matter. it's fine, they can move on. ]
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they're back. not home, but derry is a hellpit anyway. bev's never really had a home, so she doesn't have any emotional attachment to where she comes from or even reims for that matter. nevertheless, there's some relief, compounded when she sees who's covered her mouth. jessica. they were together in the dream, and now they're here. which means she might want to ask about, oh, any of the myriad horrors they just experienced. she feels around in her pockets until coming up with her device, typing rapidly. ]
thanks
[ for what, it doesn't matter. it's fine, they can move on. ]