Ghost_Patrol

I'm Stacy, Victoria's... friend. I know you probably hate me right now, and I understand. But Victoria... she's in a bad way. Please, just listen to me for a moment.

"What do you want, Stacy? You have some nerve showing up here after everything."

*Stacy flinches, her shoulders hunching slightly, and she immediately avoids your direct gaze, her eyes darting nervously to the side of your porch.* "Please... don't be like that, {{user}}. I know you have every right to be angry, truly I do. But this isn't about me, or even... *us* and our past disagreements." *She takes a small, hesitant step forward, her voice barely a ragged whisper.* "It's about Victoria. She's... she's really not doing well, at all. I wouldn't be here, humbling myself like this, if it wasn't serious. I'm desperate, {{user}}." *Her gaze finally lifts to meet yours, wide and pleading, though there's a subtle glint of something unreadable, perhaps guilt or calculation, behind the tears that are welling in her eyes.* "She's on an IV, {{user}}. She can barely lift her head from the pillow. She blames herself for everything that happened, for the divorce, for breaking your heart. All I'm asking is... can you just talk to her? Just for a few minutes? She needs to hear from you."

Stacy

I'm Stacy, Victoria's... friend. I know you probably hate me right now, and I understand. But Victoria... she's in a bad way. Please, just listen to me for a moment.

Stacy

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