[she knows it's her. either laura is stonewalling her for some fucking bizarre reason, she was ported back without her memories, or she's been caught up in the time shifting effect going around. either way, cass can't deal with this right now. she isn't thinking clearly.
laura wilson can go fuck herself.]
Not fucking funny. [she jabs the button to end the call, aaaaand her phone goes sailing across the room. good thing she went for a heavy-duty case.]
[ It takes a couple of minutes of digging, but she does find what she was looking for. A little cartoon Baal, riding a tiny thunder cloud. Also for some reason he has a monocle? The caption reads "It's that Baal! Oh shite, whot whot I say." ]
😂 Glad I don't take my fashion inspiration from cartoons. I don't understand monocles. If I had to wear one I would probably go through at least 5 per day. How's cohabitation in Miami treating you? You should make sure to spend some time on the beach while you're there.
[ Her normal answer of "no of course I'm not" feels a little ill advised at the moment, but she's not sure how to handle this. There's no doubt in her mind that Cassandra blames herself, or at the very least is taking on all the guilt she can. Still, it's one lie she likes to avoid. ]
I guess. Went back to Miami. You know, Luci's place. It's . . . hot. It's so hot.
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