Aug 2, 2015
Broken
“You told me not to move, so I didn’t,” she replied simply as she flicked a series of switches he couldn’t possibly reach in time considering the state of his arm.
In her mental absolutes, there was a difference between causing something, and allowing something to happen. Had she broken his arm? No. Had she, on the other hand, stood there playing with her phone while a stampede of less civilized beings broke it? Yes. Absolutely.
“Oh you say that so many times, it’s lost all meaning,” she sighed while melodramatically rolled her eyes. “I didn’t do anything. Just like you wanted.”
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