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11/12, bite ward

[odinochka Margarita Son]

She pinches the bridge of her nose and leans forward slightly so that the blood drains in to her hanky instead of down her throat. She is not trying to be funny but when she answers her voice is nasally and jumbled, which undercuts the seriousness with which she attempts to deliver her response.

"I am not going barren to win a slumber party game. I would quit."

11/12, bite ward

[lineman John "Quirkless" Hwang]

Absently, he places his hand on her shoulder, rubs back and forth slightly—trying to provide what comfort he can for her nose.

“Last one, Maggie. A fortune-teller on the street calls out to you that she has news that will ease your mind. You have been really anxious lately, so you:

- stop in your tracks and head over to her. But you're disappointed to learn that she wants money first.
- ask for a price list and what kind of readings she gives.
- ignore her. You heard about those fortune-telling scam artists on 60 minutes just a few weeks ago.”

11/12, bite ward

[odinochka Margarita Son]

Oh, I really am a sucker, Maggie thinks. She should not be soothed by the touch of a man who has spent the past year ignoring her, the past month and a half bickering with her, and the past three weeks haunting (yes, haunting) her dreams. But she is soothed. She likes it a lot when he runs his hand over her back. It makes her brain feel heavy and slow, like a big dumb animal.

She releases the pressure on her nose a little so that she can speak more clearly.

"Um, I would take a reading if she seemed legit. I would be able to tell. So, the middle one, I guess."

"What does that make me?"

11/12, bite ward

[lineman John "Quirkless" Hwang]

He adds up her results in his head, gives her back a final rub.

“You are not a sucker. But you have sucker tendencies.”

Stands up, stretches his hip briefly, returns to his cot.

“Be careful.”