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The Apartment #141

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No point at all.
She buries her face into Rick's chest. Above her own weak, sporadic sobs she hears his heart beating... budumb, budumb, budumb ...its rhythmic incessance soothing.
Timmy's head snuggles in at her own chest.
Budumb... budumb...
In her darkness she feels Ricks hands tightly grip her arms. Realising her eyes are tightly shut, she relaxes them, raising her eyebrows to relax the muscles in her forehead.
...budumb....
His arms around her shoulders, his grip tightens around the tops of her arms.
...budumb...
His arms begin to crush her. His fingers squeeze ever more painfully into her flesh.

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