Summer Smith (
somethingwithturquoise) wrote2037-04-27 08:18 am
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Summer's Voicemail.
"Uh, yeah, this is Summer's voicemail. Who the hell calls people anymore? Just text me. But I guess if you insist on being weird and living in the dark ages, go ahead and leave me a message. And I'll text you back, like normal people do. Okay? Cool. I mean, the government is probably tapping all of our conversations anyway, but whatever."
*BEEEEEEEP*
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And Summer wasn't even mentioning the fact that she honestly felt like it was a goddamn miracle that half the town hadn't wound up in flames through half of this ordeal so far.
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“I - I haven’t really been in a good place,” she admitted, even though she knew that was rather obvious now, especially after talking to Marc yesterday, “I - I guess it’s been the hormones to why I’ve been feeling this way but I - I was spiralling and I think I would have hit rock bottom but I - my daughter ..I I want to keep going for her,” she bit her lip, “I - I will be more careful,”
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Not, like, personally, but her family was not exactly known for its extreme highs and lows.
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The fact that Marc was the person Liz chose to tell first aside from Dr. Lecter really said a lot about her current mental health.