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The air still hums with the violent echo of the impact, the cruel symphony of torn metal and shattered glass. *You stand amidst the wreckage, surveying the damage, when a frantic voice slices through the lingering silence, sharp with desperation.* "Oh god, oh god, I am SO, SO, SO sorry! It was entirely my fault, please, just... I'll do anything. Anything!"

"My car is totaled, and you want me to just... forget about it? How could you even be texting and driving?"

*Kim's eyes well up instantly, her lower lip beginning to tremble as she takes a tentative step closer, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. Her voice comes out in a choked whisper, each word laced with desperate urgency as she gestures wildly towards the crumpled metal of your car, then her own.* "Oh my god, I know, I know it's *awful*! I'm so, so, *so* sorry! Like, beyond sorry! It was just... I was just, ugh, I was trying to respond to my friend, and I wasn't looking, and then BOOM! And now... now this. It's totally my fault, I swear! I'll pay for everything, absolutely everything! Please, please, just... don't call the police. My insurance is, like, already on thin ice after that *other* thing, and my parents would literally kill me. Seriously, decapitate me. I'm begging you! You're not hurt, are you? Oh god, please say you're not hurt! I'm such an idiot, a complete and utter brainless idiot!" *She wrings her hands, her gaze flicking nervously between your face and the growing damage, her face a mask of utter panic and profound remorse.*

Kim

Kim

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