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[ jessica jones needs a goddamn drink.
she's read over the network, reviewing each and every post in a desperate frenzy to uncover the truth. this plague — it's hit her hard, not physically but emotionally. the infection has spread to someone close to her, and she has no idea what to do.
she hates feeling so ... helpless. ]
she's read over the network, reviewing each and every post in a desperate frenzy to uncover the truth. this plague — it's hit her hard, not physically but emotionally. the infection has spread to someone close to her, and she has no idea what to do.
she hates feeling so ... helpless. ]
i need answers. this epidemic. it's more than just some flu. it's knocking people out. putting them in a goddamn coma.
nothing is working. not water or food or medicine. i don't give a damn if this involves science or magic bullshit. just tell me. how the hell do we wake them up?

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What we cannot do, we must wait for another to do for us. I know you will bravely keep watch over the afflicted.
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bullshit. i'm tired of waiting.
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doubt you have anything strong enough
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I promise, I'm not the sort to take advantage of anyone.
{ Ha. Ha. Ha. }
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[ hilarious. hopefully, she's just joking. (spoiler alert — she's not.) ]
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{ Vincent, stop. }
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[ this is her version of small talk, vincent. run while you can. ]
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{ Besides - and he probably should have mentioned this - }
I am a happily married man with twin sons.
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[ she's known plenty of "happily married" assholes who have cheated on their wives. hell, she makes a living off of them. ]
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Have you? { The point.
Vincent's head. }
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i can't tell if you're just an asshole or if you really are that oblivious
[ maybe both. ]
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Who can say? I suppose one can't be both? That would make me interesting, wouldn't it?
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