Scarred 2
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"What are we going to do?" I ask after hours of trying to trace the tidbits of evidence mixed in with her makeup. Robin doesn't answer me, which means he either didn't feel the need to answer me, he is still coming up with a plan or he has no fucking clue what we should do.
"Robin." I plead but he just stands there staring at the computer screen. I feel useless standing here especially since we aren't coming up with anything. I become agitated again and storm outside. There is actual snow falling and the rocks on the island have a thin ice coating. As I run down to the shore, there's a constant crunching of ice as my feet