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Who: Psyche & Rhode
What: Collecting the lost little sea maid
When: Monday afternoon
Where: Coffee shop in Chelsea


Rhode had snuck into the coffee shop when the counter staff weren't looking, dashing straight into the bathroom and scrubbing the dried blood from her face. Her eyes were wild, her hair matted to her head, and she couldn't get all the blood out from underneath her fingernails. She didn't even know where all of it had come from, she just knew she wanted it gone.

The staff told her she'd have to leave if she didn't buy anything, so she headed outside to wait for Psyche, legs drawn up, chin on her knees. About 20 minutes later, one of the teenagers who'd been behind the counter slipped outside with a cup of hot tea and a slightly stale turnover. Offering them to Rhode, she said, "You look like you could use them, and they won't miss one." Tears welled up in Rhode's eyes as she thanked the girl profusely, letting the tea warm her from the inside out.