— the other was gripping onto the edge of the desk, half laying onto it. Nearby, there was an empty whiskey decanter, suffice to say, she'd drank herself through the entire bottle.

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When he'd gotten there, Deirdre lifted her head up off of the desk, her gaze shifting towards the door when the knocking sounded. She'd barely gotten a chance to react, or even straighten herself up before Bones stepped through her door. One hand gripped around a glass of amber liquid, —

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" 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥, 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."

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"Right, last I saw her was at her desk, in her office. I don't think she's gonna be going anywhere far with how she's been tonight."

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#Queekisms

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