Kerrigan's Office, Wednesday

Her mood had gone from bad to truly atrocious over the weekend. She didn't know why, but she'd stopped asking the question anyway. That morning found Kerrigan dumping the watercooker and the instant coffee in the trash before she'd even as much as strode into the office.

With an annoyed grunt, she flopped down on the seat.

Two minutes later, she was digging the cooker out of the trash again. Maybe River'd come by.

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