[ She reflexively resists the "we", intends to chug through his audacity, like always, but stops halfway and lowers the cup. It's not the same "chin up, soldier" bullshit she's rebuffed until now. If he really is immune, then Jess isn't alone anymore. The full scope of that relief is daunting as hell, and that's if she'd had half a night's sleep. As she is now, it challenges comprehension. No wonder it won't sink in. ]
And then we'll all grab some fries and people watch in Washington Square. [ She scoffs listlessly then upends the second half of the whiskey into her mouth, getting it down in two huge gulps. The base thuds loudly on the table's surface, summarily abandoned now that its highest purpose has been served. ]
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And then we'll all grab some fries and people watch in Washington Square. [ She scoffs listlessly then upends the second half of the whiskey into her mouth, getting it down in two huge gulps. The base thuds loudly on the table's surface, summarily abandoned now that its highest purpose has been served. ]