When it became abundantly clear that he was not going to leave of his own violition, Claire refilled the glass of bourbon and walked into Chris's living room, then sat down. Photographs were spread across Chris's table, where she'd left them. Her parents, obviously, showing what Claire will look like at the age of forty, laughed their frozen way through a long-gone barbecue.
"I thought.
"I thought that at any moment, if I stayed there, I would have people beating down my door to give me sympathy and to try to make me feel better."
She sipped the bourbon.
"I'm not going to feel better. I'm going to sit here and drink some more and then I'm probably going to figure out some way to hurt Wesker, and I will keep hurting him until I have killed him, and then I will try to figure out a way to live with myself afterward.
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Date: 2006-06-05 12:48 am (UTC)When it became abundantly clear that he was not going to leave of his own violition, Claire refilled the glass of bourbon and walked into Chris's living room, then sat down. Photographs were spread across Chris's table, where she'd left them. Her parents, obviously, showing what Claire will look like at the age of forty, laughed their frozen way through a long-gone barbecue.
"I thought.
"I thought that at any moment, if I stayed there, I would have people beating down my door to give me sympathy and to try to make me feel better."
She sipped the bourbon.
"I'm not going to feel better. I'm going to sit here and drink some more and then I'm probably going to figure out some way to hurt Wesker, and I will keep hurting him until I have killed him, and then I will try to figure out a way to live with myself afterward.
"But I'm not going to feel better."