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Kristi fell back on the bed and laughed. The indignation in Marcella's voice as she told her off for calling Snape her boyfriend and accusing her of giving up on him, coupled with the intense amount of stress in her life at the moment, boiled over into mirth. It was aggravating the wound at her throat, yet still she laughed, tears streaming down her cheeks. Marcella surely thought she had gone insane.
After several minutes, Kristi sat up and wiped at her eyes with one hand, while the other absently rubbed at her neck. "I'm sorry... I guess I just needed that. I didn't mean to belittle what you and Snape have or accuse you abandoning hope," Kristi said, sobbering up.
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