[Entering quickly and obediently when Steph instructs her to, Abigail makes a beeline to the bathroom. She turns on the cold water and begins to scrub the blood, mostly dry now, from her hands. It's halfway down the drain before she realizes Steph's spoken and she's just been standing here, paralyzed, letting the water run.]
Um. [She's about to say water, but then realizes she's exhausted.] Coffee, please.
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Um. [She's about to say water, but then realizes she's exhausted.] Coffee, please.