[She puts her hand against her head, trying to feel at least connected to something even if it's just herself. It's hot against her touch, and she shoots Jeff a confused look.]
Am I real...? [Shit, wait, is she... Yes! She's real. Grasp onto that one thing she's sure of.] Well, fucking obviously I'm real. Would you stop making everyone go mad for a second so I can leave?
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Am I real...? [Shit, wait, is she... Yes! She's real. Grasp onto that one thing she's sure of.] Well, fucking obviously I'm real. Would you stop making everyone go mad for a second so I can leave?