[Joan smiles, eyes wide, and if she had any natural beauty it'd shine through in the summer light. She doesn't, though, so her smile's just too sharp and her hair's too red.]
Yeah. Damn. Got all nostalgic for a second, there.
[But her mood's significantly improved. Almost bouncing on her heels, she goes to get the jug.] I been making tea. Fuckin'- apology drink, I guess.
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Yeah. Damn. Got all nostalgic for a second, there.
[But her mood's significantly improved. Almost bouncing on her heels, she goes to get the jug.] I been making tea. Fuckin'- apology drink, I guess.
[She still can't make herself say sorry.]