Rm 409, Sunday evening

[minnesota_teen]

Triela was wonderful and Amber mumbled that over and over again as her roommate helped her back to the dorms. She then showered, doing her best not to break down at all the blood and gore that washed off and away from her. Oh god. Hannibal shot her and she tried to get at Liir. And... Hurley bit all her fingers off! Closing her eyes hardly helped

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[sorella_vecchia]

Triela had sat on her bed and fought a brief inner battle while Amber had been in the shower. After her roommate had settled into bed she took a deep breath and nodded to herself.

"Amber?" she asked softly.

[minnesota_teen]

Her rocking stilled. "Yes?" she murmured from under her blankets.

[sorella_vecchia]

"I can..." she hesitated, but then plunged forward. "I can help you forget. What happened."

[minnesota_teen]

Her eyes snapped open and she sat up, keeping her covers bunched up around her. "You... can?" she asked, her voice quiet.