[ Oh. Hell. She's over in the corner, snuffling around in the way she does when it's clear she needs to take a shit. Byerly groans, massively dissatisfied with this turn of events. ]
That monster. Why can't she just use the chamberpot like a civilized woman?
[ Things were getting good, dammit. - Well, no, that's not true; they'd been good through and through, all along. Fucking, with Bastien, is just like an etched wine bottle - very nice, but not actually really what's important here. ]
hee hee
[ Oh. Hell. She's over in the corner, snuffling around in the way she does when it's clear she needs to take a shit. Byerly groans, massively dissatisfied with this turn of events. ]
That monster. Why can't she just use the chamberpot like a civilized woman?
[ Things were getting good, dammit. - Well, no, that's not true; they'd been good through and through, all along. Fucking, with Bastien, is just like an etched wine bottle - very nice, but not actually really what's important here. ]
Do you think we'll die if we go downstairs?