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“That’s kind of cylindrical, isn’t it?” He of course, was trying to say cynical. He did look a little dumbfounded. “So designers don’t care about their dogs? – Hang on. What did I do?” Keeping his face still, he only shrugged to express himself. “I mean, yeah. I always just kind of figured if you wanted to be with me you would. It’s nothing on you, though. We’re probably just not cut out for it.” He didn’t want that to be true, but even Donnie couldn’t stay in the dark forever. “That’s something you’d have to ask her.” There was an elephant in the room Victoria wasn’t aware of. And even when it would’ve been smarter or fairer not to say anything, sometimes he had trouble shutting himself up. “Maybe she’s overcompensating.” Slowly, he looked over at her. “It wasn’t? Then why?”
“I don’t think so. I think objectifying anything that has feelings is realistically problematic.” She didn’t bother to correct him, there were somedays she found herself missing him using grammatical errors. “No, people breeding them for money and not their feelings don’t. -- Well, it wasn’t what you did...” She trailed off, shrugging, not knowing where to go with that statement. “Oh. Well. You’re probably right. We sucked together, anyway.” She lied as she turned to frown. “Is it?” Arching a brow, Vic suddenly felt as if Izzy were keeping something from her. “Overcompensating for what? -- Nobody wants to see someone they care or cared about doing things with someone else, come on.”
