# Emilia’s Exorcism – Part 2
**Text by malsagulo**
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**A few days before.**
[image](https://i.imgur.com/TmalEor.jpg)
Emilia woke up yet again more than an hour before she needed to. She stared up at the ceiling of her small one-bedroom apartment, the gray morning light peeking in through the Venetian blinds. It didn’t look like going back to sleep was happening any time soon. Nor did she particularly feel like picking up her phone and checking the news, considering how fucking horrible it would all inevitably be.
She supposed she *could* try and get herself off before work.
[image](https://i.imgur.com/TaQaCvW.jpg)
But it didn’t work out. Try as she might, her exhausted brain just couldn’t seem to come up with anything that clicked. Not a single fantasy or image that could do the job, despite the mountains of smut she’d read and seen over her twenty-six years of existence. (God, the fanfic alone would fill up entire rooms.) She stubbornly persisted, her fingers working beneath her panties — but she might as well have been trying to pump a dry well for all the headway she was making. She considered breaking out her vibrator, but she couldn’t remember if it was charged or not.