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@ne0nmayday
   This... This felt better. But, it also feels wrong to be joking so quickly...
htperr418â:
âProbably.
âSo thatâs like.. We definitely should.â
   âDo you really wanna have to hide the body after?â
htperr418â:
âHeh⊠Wonder if we both did that-â
   âWeâd probably kill him.â
htperr418â:
âSame⊠He should know better though, like, we totally gotta use that to mess with him.â
   âTotally... Wonder how heâd react if I held his hand and then called him cute.â
htperr418â:
âRight⊠yeah. âKay.Â
âSo you uhâ So Crow gets all flustered when yâcall him cute, huh.â
  Ah- Sheâd blink in confusion for a moment before rubbing her eyes a little more. âYeah. Iâm really not surprised by that.â
htperr418â:
⊠Sheâs gonna let her hand drop, and let both of them clutch the bottle down in front of her, letting it tap against her thighs.
â⊠You⊠You wanna keep bein friends?â
   âOf course I do. Wouldnât be here if I didnât-â
htperr418â:
Dunno what you think youâd get out of that, sheâs not even looking your way.
   She- She doesnât know. Sheâs... sorry. Sheâs sorry sheâs no good at this- Sheâs just gonna sink into that chair.
htperr418â:
â.. Yeah, well, Iâm fine.â
  ... A small glance that says âCâmon. Tell me the truthâ
htperr418â:
âYeah, no, youâ Literally no oneâs good at dealing with me. Youâre fine.
ââŠ. Whatever. Uhâ Any⊠Anything else?â
   âItâs not- Itâs not you. I just... Mm-â
   â... I dunno. All I really wanted to know is if you were okay.â
htperr418â:
⊠Sheâll shake her head. âSorry.â
   âItâs fine.â Sheâll wipe her nose with her sleeve. â... Sorry that Iâm not too good at this.â
htperr418â:
âI. Sorry, noâ No, but like,â With a sniff, sheâll shift around. âMan, just the fact that you showed up after a damn one-word messageâ After all the shit I gave youâ You guys fucking act like you wanna. Like youâre in this for the long haul, and thatâ man, no..â
  Mm... Her head will turn away. âI just... I dunno. I just care about you. W-Wasnât-â Sheâll take a breath to try and erase the shaky quality from her voice. âWasnât just gonna ignore it.â
htperr418â:
⊠Sheâ God, sheâll squeeze the bottle in hand, and just- ⊠What⊠Whatever.
â⊠I donât⊠I- ⊠I am sorry.â Even if saying it, somehow, caused those tears to well up moreâ sheâll turn her head further. âI acted like an ass and I donât. You donât⊠deserve that shit. ⊠But yeah. I didnât call cuz I didnâtâ
â⊠Like⊠I am an ass through and through, and thatâs. Not really gonna change, so like. You donât- Need to put up with my shit anymore. Thatâs why.â
   âI- Ugh.â Sheâll wipe at her own eyes. âIâve been thinking you were like, fucking tired of me or some stupid shit and this-â Sheâll sigh. âThink I get to decide if I donât want to âdealâ with you anymore.â
   Crow wouldâve been better at this-- She really shouldâve just messaged him...
htperr418â:
Sheâ Ugh, thatâs not⊠Sheâll look away, a colder and more defeated expression of yeah, you donât get it. But whatever.
                     Sheâll brush the corner of her eye again, though,                       and try to work around the returning lump.
âYeah, thatâs.. I didnât have anything to say.â
   She... She knew the words felt wrong the moment they left her mouth. But, she just- she doesnât know what to say to her. Maybe sheâs the bad friend here-
   â...â She- Sheâs sorry. Sheâs just gonna keep her gaze on her sleeve.
htperr418â:
âGod, shit, I donât know. The fact that my best friendâs gone. That my parents hated me since I learned how to think. That the only damn thing Iâm good at is computers. That I canât fucking-â A glance over to herâ Ugh. Sheâll take another drink. âThat I fucked up and got you losers to start worrying about me, like man, Iâm not⊠Iâm literally the worst person for you to wanna be friends with.â
   âIâm sorry about all that shit. But, like, everyoneâs got their baggage and rough edges.â Sheâll sigh a bit and lean back a bit. â I donât like you cause youâre good at computers and all that, though. I donât even like you cause we joke around all the time. I just... I like you. Rough edges and all that. Even if the roughest edge is youâre an asshole sometimes.â
   âUh... Yeah. Next question- Why- Ugh... Sorry, itâs a fucking lame one.â Sheâs gonna advert her eyes to her jacket sleeve and fiddle with it. âWhy havenât you called?â