[ as bad as it felt to vote at all, he couldn't begin to express how relieved he is that the vote didn't go to firefly. but he can't get her words out his mind - I... I don't want to die... I didn't want to die. so he's going to give it a bit, to let her have some time to breathe after everything that happened, but then he knocks on her door, voice hoarse as he calls out. ]
week 1, saturday
Ms. Firefly?
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Hello.
[ Can't exactly call any of that good. ]
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I... I'm sorry.
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I'm sorry this happened too.
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[ being forced to kill to live, and then faced with the possibility of dying anyway because of trial? ]
But I believe you. I just wanted to make sure you knew that.
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... Thank you, Laurence.
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I just... I don't get it. They kept saying he was trying to improve himself. But he just attacked you out of the blue? He didn't say anything at all?
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...They haven't found anything about your illness yet, have they?
[ he's a little worried about how quick some of them were to blame her for acting for an apple based on that. ]
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[ It's reasonable, isn't it? The sick girl needs a cure and can't find one, tempted by the apples.
An easy conclusion to make. ]
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[ he's only seventeen he's still in high school level classes ]
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[Laurence is just a guy and he's really stuck here??]
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the look on his face says he doesn't believe her, not after how her story unfolded during trial. but he doesn't know enough to argue it, either. ]
...At least it's over, for now. You'll still get your second chance to live and go see your friend again.
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Right. [ They'll have a few days of no murder, and then this whole nightmare will repeat. Two weeks down, already. ]