#dorcas4

It was final. Her brother had been released last night. He’d spent his evening at the Burke dinner table, he’d spent the evening in his own room, they’d all spent the evening acting as though nothing had changed, as if they’d picked up where they’d left off. Jennifer was fucking sick and this time not from the drugs she’d pumped her system full of. 

None of that seemed to matter as she came across her roommate. “Hey, Dorkass,” Jen stumbled.