Ophelia chided Estelle to keep up with the guided relaxation exercises or she would never achieve true ataraxia. Estelle wanted to eye-gouge the willowy blonde, but settled, instead, for asking her what the freak ataraxia was.
With a disdainful sniff, Ophelia informed her it was from the Greek and defined as: a state of tranquility free from anxiety and emotional disturbance.
While Estelle didn’t know from bupkus about Greek and all this new-age crap, she knew she felt world’s better when she shoved the bitch off the edge of the balcony and went for coffee and a nice Danish instead.
With a disdainful sniff, Ophelia informed her it was from the Greek and defined as: a state of tranquility free from anxiety and emotional disturbance.
While Estelle didn’t know from bupkus about Greek and all this new-age crap, she knew she felt world’s better when she shoved the bitch off the edge of the balcony and went for coffee and a nice Danish instead.

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