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Sue surveils the room.
Her door frame is shattered and the door itself is off the hinges.
Three sets of eyes, work colleagues, stare at her with a mix of pity and disgust.
Her antique oriental carpet, the one that brought the room together so nicely, is ruined.
Her last pair of clean pants.
A whimper gives way to sobs and Sue sinks to the floor.
Right into a potent smelling puddle of her own making.
Electra pats the Sue on her head in a gesture of sympathy and quietly leaves the apartment.
Kumome and Robyn follow, both to overcome with embarrassment to console the wailing jobber.
