[and that's the final straw in the process of trying to accept this whole thing as reality. It's when Adel is hanging in her grip--all real weight, tangibly feverish, and a painfully familiar level of pitiful--that she can't deny it to herself anymore.
...so, she can't help but just stand there for a minute with him, looking around--a little helpless and a lot pissed off. What the hell is she supposed to do with him now?]
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[and that's the final straw in the process of trying to accept this whole thing as reality. It's when Adel is hanging in her grip--all real weight, tangibly feverish, and a painfully familiar level of pitiful--that she can't deny it to herself anymore.
...so, she can't help but just stand there for a minute with him, looking around--a little helpless and a lot pissed off. What the hell is she supposed to do with him now?]