Sookie Stackhouse is a freakin' fairy (

The shifting of the deadbolt was the only sign of Sookie's appearance at the other side of the door, too hoarse from crying to really want to shout through it. She was a mess, rumpled hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders from where she'd been sulking on the couch earlier.

Sookie tried for a smile, as she stepped back to let Presto in, but it didn't even feel convincing to her. "Hey," Was all she had to offer for greeting, and even that sounded stressed.

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