#05.12.24

When the woman at the entrance tells her one of her writers is already there, Deborah thinks nothing of it. Well, there is a tad of annoyance over not being the first one in the room, she had expected that by coming in this early, she could get used to the space without any strangers around, could find her bearings and organize the room to her liking without anyone watching on. Instead, she will be forced to make small-talk with some writer who probably hasn’t even seen her special, or worse, congratulate Steven on his position of head writer when she’d rather punch his teeth in for, no matter how indirectly, costing her Ava.

and

After calling Kiki and briefly explaining that Ava needs someone to talk to, Deborah gets off the couch to give Ava some space and she disappears into the kitchen for cold water to fight off the alcohol induced drowsiness.

Her knuckles turn white as she has an iron grip on the countertop, her head down, eyes closed, she tries to regain her bearing, but all Deborah can think about is that no matter how hard she tries, she just seems to fuck it up with Ava all over again.

oh and while not quite 'blood', there is one mention of 'bloody' as in the curse word xD

“’Basically’ done isn’t done. I’m sorry, Deborah, the network just wants to make sure you are aware of what is at stake here. Oh, and that it really isn’t your prerogative to give out free days to our staff like candy.”