Less smutty, more depression (Wednesday night PC w/ ripley)

[imstuck]

[So thanks to Iwai, Phil got himself a nice large bottle of booze to get him through this hell resort.

And guess who ended up drinking like, the entire bottle in one night? This man!!

So around midnight of Wednesday night/Thursday morning, Ripley will hear a weak knock on her door.

Open it?]

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that's rly valid

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley sighs, taking a moment to cross her arms and just stare at the work she's done so far.]

I'm trying not to think of that possibility. Right now, it's important that we try to do something.

[She glances towards Phil.]

If you're feeling good enough to hold that wire in place, you can probably walk on out of here without falling over your own feet.