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Who is this sassy lost child
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""Good grief, this place is a total hellhole."

((Raina Rose continued from World's End Girlfriend))

The above-ground levels of the asylum were thankfully dry, but hardly in any better condition than the basement. Also, they were in an asylum. Joy of joys, with an extra little sprinkling of irony on top.

Even so, Raina, Johnny, and Alice hadn't encountered anything actually threatening yet despite the building's forbidding atmosphere. Raina thought she caught the sound of voices once or twice, but she didn't bring them up or go to investigate and neither did Johnny or Alice. Staying inside and away from others seemed like a good first step towards securing a safe hideout where they could plan their next moves. Raina had never been one for the outdoors, anyway.

Though they hadn't run into any people so far, there were definitely signs that someone had been here before them. On the second floor, there were a few doors standing open; one of them looked into a room that had been trashed, furniture overturned and broken. Raina caught sight of was looked like blood spatter among the mess and decided to quickly move on.

Good to know that somebody had already lost their shit. Less sarcastically, good for the three of them to be on their guard.

Raina was so on guard, in fact, that she nearly clocked Beaks when she rounded the corner and suddenly came face to face with him. Instead, she caught herself and wheeled back a step, instinctively bringing her hands up. "Holy- watch where you're going!"
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."

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