[She moves away from the door to finally start building their fire. Lisbeth throws the logs into the fireplace.]
I'm fucking miserable and they just drop it at the end of a video post talking about the fucking cookies of all fucking things.
[It's been a scene she's played in her head thousands of times. Sure, they can feel sad too, but they still had each other and woke up to each other's faces every God damn morning--
Lisbeth strikes a match so angrily that she breaks it in half. She shouts her curse in Swedish.]
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[She moves away from the door to finally start building their fire. Lisbeth throws the logs into the fireplace.]
I'm fucking miserable and they just drop it at the end of a video post talking about the fucking cookies of all fucking things.
[It's been a scene she's played in her head thousands of times. Sure, they can feel sad too, but they still had each other and woke up to each other's faces every God damn morning--
Lisbeth strikes a match so angrily that she breaks it in half. She shouts her curse in Swedish.]
Son of a fucking bitch!