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In the drawer was a bag of teeth. Animal and human. Elizabeth doesn't ask Maxine about them. She doesn't ask Maxine a lot of things. Things worked that way.
There is something broken inside her, a brokenness that makes Maxine dangerous.
Common sense says to walk away, but Elizabeth doesn't. She likes the darkness that dwells deep down in Maxine's soul. It's going to make her fucking star. One that shines so bright and burns when touched.
And it was with extreme carefulness that Elizabeth was trying to ensure she didn't get burnt and become more teeth in a draw.