[yeah, no shit. but Hazel doesn't say that because she's pretty sure he's screamed that at himself enough times already to make it redundant. instead she just shifts a little, leaning up against the bed more with a quiet sight.
she can see what he's trying to say now...sort of. enough that she at least knows what she wants to say now, for whatever that counted towards.]
Look, I didn't put my damn name on the thing in the first place. If you don't want it, that's fine, do whatever the hell you want with it. I don't care.
[she crosses her arms, chews the inside of her cheek for a moment. all this fidgeting just to give her something to do other than think.]
But I gave it to you because you're my fucking friend. You're looking for some kind of motive? There it fucking is. I wanted to see you actually be happy for six goddamn seconds.
[and to thank him for putting up with her, but that part catches in her throat. she's too aggrieved with herself to manage total emotional honesty right now.]
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she can see what he's trying to say now...sort of. enough that she at least knows what she wants to say now, for whatever that counted towards.]
Look, I didn't put my damn name on the thing in the first place. If you don't want it, that's fine, do whatever the hell you want with it. I don't care.
[she crosses her arms, chews the inside of her cheek for a moment. all this fidgeting just to give her something to do other than think.]
But I gave it to you because you're my fucking friend. You're looking for some kind of motive? There it fucking is. I wanted to see you actually be happy for six goddamn seconds.
[and to thank him for putting up with her, but that part catches in her throat. she's too aggrieved with herself to manage total emotional honesty right now.]