She wishes she hadn't opened that door. So direly, she wishes it. Genevieve hunches her shoulders up as if curling around the glass in her hands. "I was just...curious. I knew you'd had a show. I wanted to see what it was." She's near-whimpering. I'm so sorry, Mary. I ruined it. "And I--I know what it can be like. When you make a mistake, or hurt someone, and it follows you around forever."
/runs in late with starbucks