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Ayudame, the AFTG OCs have me in a chokehold

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Ayudame, the AFTG OCs have me in a chokehold
Something something, you should see me in a crown
“They're still dead. They're all still dead."
The silence stretched. The sunlight spilled orange over the hotel sheets.
"They are," Kevin agreed quietly. "But you're not. And I'm not."
"No. We're not."
The shadows were turning blue. El turned her head to the side just enough to catch the L.A. skyline, peering back at her between the curtains. On the horizon, the red and white lights of a rising plane blinked through the sunset.
Kevin followed her gaze. For a few moments, that was all there was—Kevin, El, the shadows, the sunset, the telltale plane, the blank TV.
Consider Yourself Blamed, Ch. 25 - Salut