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Charybdis walks into the kitchen, bottle in one hand, a bunch of lilies in the other. She’s grinning, more a grimace than a smile. Drinking from the bottle as she goes, she takes a large jar and fills it with water before putting it on the table.
She arranges the lilies in the jar before sitting down at the table, bottle in front of her, waiting for someone.
A while later, Scylla comes into the room. She looks tired. When she sees the flowers, her face tightens, her mouth disappearing into a straight line. She goes straight for the jar and pulls them out, bashing their heads against the table until all the petals have been knocked off.
Charybdis laughs. She continues to drink from the whisky bottle, though it’s having no visible effect on her, other than the growing sneer on her face.
Scylla lunges, grabbing the bottle and taking a long swig, coughing after she swallows before taking another swig.
Charybdis tries to get the bottle back from her – Scylla takes two more deep swallows before handing it back.
When she has the bottle safely back in her possession, Charybdis goes through the door at the back of the kitchen and out of shot. Scylla stands in the middle of the room, swaying, before she sits down at the table and bursts into tears.