[Avery is laying facedown on the ground, mumbling into the pavement. Her sunglasses have been scattered elsewhere and her phone is facedown on the ground. She hasn't the heart to check whether or not the screen is still intact. Instead of responding to him, she continues to babble quietly to herself.] I will never go anywhere ever again without being knocked over, run into, pushed down, attacked, or otherwise physically assaulted by the world around me.
I'm not sure what I did to incur the universe's wrath but I wish it would take it back. Avery Strider is not here for this. Fuck, where's that fucking folder, this is not okay--
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I am so sick of this life.
[Avery is laying facedown on the ground, mumbling into the pavement. Her sunglasses have been scattered elsewhere and her phone is facedown on the ground. She hasn't the heart to check whether or not the screen is still intact. Instead of responding to him, she continues to babble quietly to herself.] I will never go anywhere ever again without being knocked over, run into, pushed down, attacked, or otherwise physically assaulted by the world around me.
I'm not sure what I did to incur the universe's wrath but I wish it would take it back. Avery Strider is not here for this. Fuck, where's that fucking folder, this is not okay--