It does now, I guess. [There's that bad-tempered growl again.]
[And Lucy just...shoves her phone in her pocket, and starts stalking away down the street. To either the next stop, or...all the way to work, as if petulantly walking the entire way there would prove anything.]
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[And Lucy just...shoves her phone in her pocket, and starts stalking away down the street. To either the next stop, or...all the way to work, as if petulantly walking the entire way there would prove anything.]