[Corstine rolls her eyes at that and takes a few steps further into the house.]
Maybe not, but non-functional floorboards don't mean it's not a shithole.
[Which isn't to say that she doesn't feel... kind of at home, in a place like this. The sort of place that one might call a 'shithole' is also the sort of place Corstine tends to thrive.]
And if you like plants so much, why haven't you been out in the forest? If you had, you'd have seen the big-ass fence around this place. [She says, casually, as she kicks a bit of rubble, in the hopes of finding something worth taking beneath it.] No gate or nothin' either. Not as far as I could see.
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Maybe not, but non-functional floorboards don't mean it's not a shithole.
[Which isn't to say that she doesn't feel... kind of at home, in a place like this. The sort of place that one might call a 'shithole' is also the sort of place Corstine tends to thrive.]
And if you like plants so much, why haven't you been out in the forest? If you had, you'd have seen the big-ass fence around this place. [She says, casually, as she kicks a bit of rubble, in the hopes of finding something worth taking beneath it.] No gate or nothin' either. Not as far as I could see.