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[shorterway]

[ A very drunk woman has fallen into the fountain, and after spending a few panicked moments thrashing, she makes it to the edge. She takes the cellphone out of her pocket because it's a reflex to call Lou. It's a reflex she's tried to kill because she's put that man through so much ever-loving shit, but as far as she can understand she's either blacked the fuck out and is just now waking up, or this is a delusion (because she wasn't on the bike. There was no way she went 'finding.' ]

Lou. I'm... yeah. It's one of those calls, you're never gonna get enough of it... Shit. Shit... Pick up the phone, you know I wouldn't... touch this fucking thing if I weren't--

[ Some water goes down the wrong pipe and she hack-coughs. ]

Shit. I don't know where I am, Lou.

[ And then a long pause, a thought occurring, ]

I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming, babe. Sorry I... sorry I woke you.

[ She thinks she's turned the device off when she lays down her head on the edge of the fountain and heaves exactly one sob and then goes silent.]

Comments

[anatural]

No, I'm pretty sure you aren't. Come on, let me help you up.

[shorterway]

[ Being dragged out of a fountain by a kid does not make Vic feel all that great. She tries to do most of the work herself, but she's cold and disoriented and she stumbles as she tries to lift a wet sneaker and step out onto the sidewalk. ]

Ah, jesus...

[anatural]

Pretty sure he can't help you right now. Let's go. [Assuming she doesn't struggle, Korra will pick her up pretty easily.] Have you been drinking?

[shorterway]

[ She laughs, like it's a joke that anyone would even bother asking her if she's been drinking because... Well. It is one. Of course she's been drinking. ]

Yes, darling, I have been drinking. Just a thing I gotta do.

[anatural]

More like a thing you gotta stop doing. [So not impressed.]