"Don't be sorry," I scold, looking around to try and see what I've got to work with. I need to make a stretcher or something. The obvious loose pieces are the remains of the not-the-Bartmobile, but since those are kind of really hot from steam they're probably not the best option. "Why are you even sorry, you're lying here injured! I'm sorry."
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Date: 2012-01-04 08:59 am (UTC)