"Why the fuck do you have a stuffed animal on your desk?" Cookie asked, little care for her tone of voice or profanity. It was likely she hadn't slept in awhile, and she didn't have fool-proof coping methods like Mary did, so the calmer of the two didn't hold it against her.
"He's not a stuffed animal." Mary said, not pausing in her writing as she looked at the box-shaped character on the corner of her desk, a familiar trash-collecting robot, "he's Wall-E and he keeps me from losing my mind."
Cookie good-naturedly rolled her eyes, and, again, Mary didn't hold it against her. She didn't have a Wall-E, after all.
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