Ah, hell. She should've thought that throwing Liz into this thing head first was just going to fuck with her. She was never going to get Liz to come back with her if she couldn't get the girl to trust her, which meant she would need to remember her.
"I'm sorry if I startled you. I'm Marissa," she said cautiously, making sure that Liz could see both her hands as she put the paper away. "Marissa Macfusty." Maybe if she pronounced her name clearly enough, Liz would remember it. Probably not, though.
"I didn't mean to throw so much at you at once. It's just that--people have miseed you, that's all." Oh, and one of your best friends is dead. That too.
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