#mary going off at some random lady bc she's Stressed and Worried? more likely than you think

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   mary outran her emotions quickly, but they always seemed to catch up with her. that day there were many of them -- anger and fear were most prominent, but there was also sheer panic sitting in mary’s chest, pushing down on her lungs -- and suddenly she couldn’t fight them any more. she was done. edgar bones had come out twice now, both times bringing news that shook something mary, that triggered a rage that she was tired of keeping down. and then there were the questions, that kept coming, and did not grant her a moment of fucking peace. “i don’t know what we’re going to do, yeah?,” she told the woman in front of her, well aware that her tone was not official enough --- but FUCK that. she was done with that. “and if i did, i would not go around telling everyone and their mother what was going to happen. who knows, you could be a mole, after all, and i’m not bloody stupid.”