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"Fuck!" Medusa cried. The word echoed across the emptiness of the burnt forest she had met that bitch in. Ksenija had left. She had told Medusa she didn't want to be with her anymore and then she left. The Serb laughed darkly and kicked the ground, stumbling a little. She had found some alcohol in the pack's stores and took it, not really caring if she got in trouble. She grabbed three bottles, cradling two and holding the other by its neck as she took large, gulping swigs of it periodically.
The Narrator was confused, for once, not really knowing what to say. When he had said things about Ksenija before she started her quest to oblivion, she had just cursed wildly and told him to shut the fuck up, she knew that Ksenija was a whore of a bitch who should have died crossing to Nova Scotia from Russia. So he remained silent, not saying a word, after she threatened to drive a rock into her skull to force him out.
She brought her bottle to her lips and took a large swallow, scrunching her eye shut at the burn. Eye watering, she looked at the label. Vodka. It was funny, almost, the fact that when her Russian lover left her, she had blindly reached for a Russian drink. It was so funny, to her alcohol-befuddled mind, that she started to giggle hysterically, then her laugh deepened into an insane rumble, eventually flattening into great hiccuping coughs that racked her body into paroxysms. Panting heavily, she took another drink.
A choked out sob escaped her throat and Medusa snarled, smashing the bottle against a crumpled, burnt tree. As it shattered, she shrieked in rage. "Fuck you, fuck you FUCK YOU! Nadam se da ćeš umreti jebenu kurvu pizda!" She screamed at the broken bottle and the tree. Wrenching open the other bottle, she slammed it back and fell against another tree, clutching the drink and growling quietly about cheating, whoring women.
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