closed RP: continued trilobite adventure

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It happens again.

( We are moths around a porch light / We're covered in jars / Or pinned to the wall / Dried out and displayed / Tired out and dismayed )

This time she's started cleaning up the chalk already, herself, by the time Grant comes in. "If you want to fire me," she says, "I'll understand, believe me. It might be a good idea." She says this over her shoulder as she's daubing with a wet rag at the chalky remains of what looks like a cryptic mathematical proof complete with diagrams.