The look in Rhea's eyes told me she wasn't going to kill herself today. That, at least, was a relief.Still, she wouldn't just admit it. "Well, what if I am determined to die, huh? Maybe I'll jump off the balcony after you leave!""Cool. Jumping off buildings isn't in my job description anymore, so knock yourself out. Just a heads-up, though: this floor isn't high enough. You'll probably survive, but with a broken spine and no control from the waist down. What are you gonna do if that happens?"So here's a better plan. Grab a bag from the shop downstairs, wrap it around your head, climb to the roof, and then jump. Full satisfaction, guaranteed," I snarked."Why you—" She shook with fury. "Why the hell should I get a bag over my head?""Out of respect for the cleaning crew! No need to make their job harder. They'll have to spend a lot of effort scrubbing the pavement clean of your brain, right?"Rhea shut her eyes in fear while snarling, "Fuck you, bozo!"That was not the look of
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