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[Scarlett sinks into the touch, a deep moan slipping embarrassingly past her lips as she curls herself into Miranda's embrace. She slides her hand down her back, resting it on her hip, as the other moves to cup the back of her head, pulling her ever closer] Mmm... Miranda...[she whispers the name against swollen lips, a prayer in it's own way, a plea with the universe for this to be real] 

I hear there's a nurse in need of some aid

*Suddenly Miranda is lost within herself, all caution thrown out into the wind. The way her body turns and finds itself closed around Scarlett’s, such a wicked little thing by her omission. Her senses trickle with the electricity of her touch, wiping all thought of the outside world from her. How could such a young thing create a sensation in her? It was something she couldn’t really tell.*

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[The air is suddenly gone, lost somewhere between her mouth and her lungs, as Miranda's lips descend so rapidly upon hers. She wasn't expecting this, wasn't ever daring to bank on it because the feelings were to fickle to be trusted. Now, she sinks into the touch, threads her fingers through the fiery locks of the woman next to her, and, gods help her, she smiles into the lip lock.]

I hear there's a nurse in need of some aid.

*Miranda sees Scarlett, how strong her emotions are. It’s like a pull that’s festering inside, screaming, yelling at her to lose herself within. One side of her is gripping against the bars, shouting at her to remain control, for whomever loses themselves in another is often never found again; but then there’s another, that voice that throws her over and onto Scarlett’s lips without a second thought, the sweet taste  of liquor in between them.*

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‘Purple’ By Pop Evil 

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Perhaps but then it comes back in the spring, strong as it ever was. That bit of love survives, it endures. [she wants to reach out, take Miranda's hand in her own, and prove to her that love can last, that love can be good. she wants to prove to Miranda that love isn't synonymous with hurt but she's not sure how] Penny's resilient. She's the woman that you've raised her to be and she'll carry that strength with her while she figures out what she's looking for, who she's looking for. And if her heart gets broken, she'll stand back up and dust herself off because that's what you've raised her to do, Miranda. 

I hear there's a nurse in need of some aid.

*She rests upon the sofa, taking the other bottle in her hand.* First of all, asking a woman’s age is not the greatest way to win her over. Second, I don’t see how that has to do with anything. 

*Her skin tingles under the girl’s touch, like a shiver upon her.* Yes, but for it to bloom again, it must wilt away into near nothing.

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I'll concede to the pepper spray point. [she leans back, taking the bottle with her and helping herself to a drink] Darling, may I remind you that I'm twenty-seven and you're how old? Not that I mind.

Love doesn't always die, Miranda. [she reaches out, ghosting her fingers over the back of the woman's hand] If you don't cut it off at the root, it can last forever. Blooming over and over again for a lifetime.

I hear there's a nurse in need of some aid.

*Miranda is a bit offended with Scarlett. If there is one thing that peeves her most is being told how to raise her daughter.* Yes, but she’s still young, barely eighteen, and he’s twenty-one. She needs to someone to talk about her questions and doubts. She should at least have a pepper spray in case anything happens.

Falling in love isn’t the problem, it’s when the love fades that causes grief.

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Sweetheart, I hate to break it to you but sweet Penelope is almost a legal adult. Dating is a part of life. [she cracks open one of the bottles and takes a sip directly] It's better the figures out what she wants now while she's young and resilient than when she's older, wiser, and too walled off to survive the endless heartache. 

Besides, Miranda, she's happy. And does anything really matter beyond that? 

I hear there's a nurse in need of some aid.

Great. *Brings out two bottles from her purse and lays the on the table* Because I am in need of it.

*sighs, dying to get it off her chest.* Apparently Penelope is dating. DATING. GOD, I thought I had more time!

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You and your Bacardi are welcome here any time. 

I hear there's a nurse in need of some aid.

I don’t know much about healing, but I brought a bottle of Bacardi Vodka, so close enough.

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[Rose nodded and relaxed against her sister, feeling safe and taken care of for a change] Tell me what's troubling you, Snow. You're radiating turmoil, not sadness and pain - though there's a bit of both in there, I think. What happened?

The label on the Xanax bottle says 'do not mix with alcohol' but I could really use some freaking sleep...

It’s okay.. We’ll figure this out. [Snow’s face is dumbfounded, wondering how her empath abilities came back to her without magic being back.] We’ll find new techniques or.. Something. [she nodded. they’d figured it out before, they’d do it again.]

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Benny, my dear birthday boy, if you're about, I could use a tea recommendation to help with insomnia.

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Stay. [she whispers, her voice broken. yes, she can feel Snow's but Snow's the only thing that ever truly meant home to her] I just... You're the only one who has ever been able to help me control it.

The label on the Xanax bottle says 'do not mix with alcohol' but I could really use some freaking sleep...

Rose… [she blinks, wishing there were a solution. Obviously Rose won’t stay away from her.] Even mine? [Snow leans her head against Rose’s, wondering if she should go.] Do you want me to go? [she takes hold of her hand, giving it a comforting squeeze.]

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Yeah, Miranda. [she sighs] I have no idea who she was in our world, I'm not sure that she was from our kingdom, but she's just... It's all screwed up, Snow. [she sniffles and puts her head on her sister's shoulder] The magic started coming back when I was around her and... I think her memories are starting to come back too. Whatever is pulling at her makes her so angry. And every time I'm around her... the pain is blinding. But I can't stay away. And now it's everywhere, like she's weakened my defenses and all of the emotions are getting to me now.

The label on the Xanax bottle says 'do not mix with alcohol' but I could really use some freaking sleep...

You can’t control it? [Snow takes the bottle, looking over it suspiciously] Around… Miranda? [Snow quirked a brow, remembering seeing them together at the masquerade so long ago]

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[Rose nods, plucks her bottle of anxiety pills from the bedside table and rolls it between her hands - far too many are gone for the short time she's had the prescription] It's worse than it was before. Got a friend at the hospital to prescribe these but they're not helping at all. I can't get a control on it. Especially not around M- I can't get a control on it.

The label on the Xanax bottle says 'do not mix with alcohol' but I could really use some freaking sleep...

Rose. [Snow’s face contorts with concern, eyes looking over her sleep-starved sister.] Is it the same as before? [she eluded to Rose’s difficulties in the fairytale land, due to her empath abilities]

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[Rose tears her eyes away from the pill bottle on her night stand and forces a smile  for her sister, scooting over to make room for her on the bed] Haven't. In a few days.

The label on the Xanax bottle says 'do not mix with alcohol' but I could really use some freaking sleep...

[Snow opens the door to Rose’s apartment] Rose? [Snow wanders into her bedroom] Found you. [She gives a small smile, sitting next to Rose on the bed.] Can’t sleep?