[ the medkit doesn't come with her, but the pills and band-aids do. though they get forgotten about after her, uh. meeting. the punishment is psychological more than physical anyway, so they wouldn't help. ]
[ it's when she's finally back at ormond, face down on the couch in a state of general ennui, that she shoves her hand in her pocket and laughs when her hand finds a bottle of acetaminophen. rattles it and sits up, shaking her head. quentin is probably going to drive her actually insane one of these days. ]
[ several hours later one might be forgiven for thinking julie's just pushed this all aside and plans to forget it ever happened, because that's her usual modus operandi, but she hasn't. instead she turns up in the woods by the campfire, quiet. waiting. (she's taken notes from the stalkery fucks.) when she finally spots quentin on his own, she speaks up, leaning against a tree all casual. ]
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[ it's when she's finally back at ormond, face down on the couch in a state of general ennui, that she shoves her hand in her pocket and laughs when her hand finds a bottle of acetaminophen. rattles it and sits up, shaking her head. quentin is probably going to drive her actually insane one of these days. ]
[ several hours later one might be forgiven for thinking julie's just pushed this all aside and plans to forget it ever happened, because that's her usual modus operandi, but she hasn't. instead she turns up in the woods by the campfire, quiet. waiting. (she's taken notes from the stalkery fucks.) when she finally spots quentin on his own, she speaks up, leaning against a tree all casual. ]
What's your fucking deal anyway?
[ hi. ]