Not by stabbing yourself directly in the stomach. [ there is a mild difference, but she seems satisfied after watching his hands for a bit, so she shrugs and answers: ] Just sore all over. And if I turn my head at all, I feel like I've been hit by a--
[ train is her go to, is the thing, but that's a bad metaphor because there's the sound of wheels and crunching still in her mind, so she blinks. ]
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[ train is her go to, is the thing, but that's a bad metaphor because there's the sound of wheels and crunching still in her mind, so she blinks. ]
You get it.