misscharliem:
Is that what I think it is?
Originally posted by rileymeetsunicorns
That depends... what do you think it is?
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misscharliem:
Is that what I think it is?
Originally posted by rileymeetsunicorns
That depends... what do you think it is?
sofiaschoice:
Caring about yourself is way more fulfilling. And once that happens, the rest will follow.
That sounds way easier said than done.
sofiaschoice:
No one should blame you for that. I’m pretty sure everyone wants that. But do you want to know a secret?
I’ll never say no to a secret.
bastian-jones:
[He made a gesture like checking an invisible wristwatch] I’m waiting. Wormtail.
[And after another half second, she was gone.]
bastian-jones:
I would, but since someone decided to mope around…
Hence why I’m going to mope somewhere else. [And why was she even giving him the time of day anymore? It’d be better if she just left, and yet.]
bastian-jones:
Well, I didn’t want global warming to ruin the planet, but here we are. [He scoffed]
Right. Have a good one. [And just like that, she turned to go.]
bastian-jones:
I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Look in a mirror then, you’ll see.
For what it’s worth, I didn’t want to ruin this... friendship, of ours.
bastian-jones:
Whatever. You’re free to brood wherever it pleases you.
I will.
Just.... could you stop looking at me like that?
bastian-jones:
Well, actually, I was here first.
Sorry.
I’ll go.
sofiaschoice:
It matters to you, I bet. Though I understand just wanting to forget about it.
I’ve had giant crushes on a god, the sweetest girl I could ever meet, and-- [Bastian was her longest, but it hurt to bring him up] --another. Just once, I wanted someone who cared about me. I wanted to believe that he cared.
sofiaschoice:
We all have weird relationships. People shouldn’t be judged for who they like, right? I think they forget we all used to like him. At least trust him.
See, and that’s the big thing. I’m either a traitor or an idiot because I trusted a guy that happened to trick over half of your camp at some point. Maybe he was using me, maybe he wasn’t; at this point, does it even matter?
sofiaschoice:
It’s just not worth the trouble. I’ve said my piece, that’s all I can do.
Why are you still avoiding people again?
I was the girl that dated Octavian when he came back.
Or as some of my closest friends like to say, “The idiot that trusted the psychopath.” But I might be paraphrasing there.
sofiaschoice:
I agree. But I’m gonna give them space until they get over it.
I’d say that’s fair, but it sounds like a whole lot of bullshit. But I also get it, wanting to avoid... all of that.
sofiaschoice:
People still aren’t my biggest fan for breaking everyone’s favorite ex-centurion’s heart.
That’s a stupid reason not to like someone.
You can’t help who you like or don’t like.
sofiaschoice:
I figured we could avoid people together.
That kinda defeats the point of being alone.
....Why are you avoiding people?
You’d think after avoiding people for several months, they’d realize I want to be left alone, and yet here we are.
Are you staring because you recognize me...
therobincastle:
[Robin looks around him.] Weird. This dock is pretty wide. It’s almost like… It was made for multiple people to walk on at once, even if standing next to each other or passing one another… Crazy innovation.
Weird, it’s almost like I don’t care.