[It isn't just the drawings, anymore, that's upsetting her. It isn't just the pushiness that upsets her, though that plays a part too. It's that one line that she keeps returning to, that keeps bringing up JD and the gun and the blood and that damn rant he went on outside her closet door.
I was meant to be yours. JD had said that, first, just after talking about his plan to blow up the school. It's not—She didn't expect the artist or the writer to know why this phrase was such a bad idea, but god, it's such a bad idea, putting it in her mouth without knowing all the terrible things she associates with it, all the good things that turned sour in her mouth.
She swallows, runs a shaking hand through her hair.]
Yeah. Yeah, I'll—I'll talk to them. [She scrubs a hand over her face. In the back of her head, Kurt says, Whoa, he even talks like your boyfriend Bo Diddly in this comic!]
This is stupid, you don't sound like my—like this. Neither of us sounds anything like this. [She shakes her head.] This is just invasive and gross.
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I was meant to be yours. JD had said that, first, just after talking about his plan to blow up the school. It's not—She didn't expect the artist or the writer to know why this phrase was such a bad idea, but god, it's such a bad idea, putting it in her mouth without knowing all the terrible things she associates with it, all the good things that turned sour in her mouth.
She swallows, runs a shaking hand through her hair.]
Yeah. Yeah, I'll—I'll talk to them. [She scrubs a hand over her face. In the back of her head, Kurt says, Whoa, he even talks like your boyfriend Bo Diddly in this comic!]
This is stupid, you don't sound like my—like this. Neither of us sounds anything like this. [She shakes her head.] This is just invasive and gross.