"Oh god," Luna said, suddenly feeling that new weight of 'I have to get rid of a body'. He would be so heavy, all that blood pooling under him, all of the meat of him-
Luna lurched forward and onto her knees, grabbing for the bucket that Tinsel had provided, before throwing up, her arms wrapped around the plastic and her head lost beneath the curtain of her hair.
Oh god, oh god, oh god, she'd killed someone! She killed him and he was dead and there was blood and there would be police and questions and how was Luna supposed to do any of that??