Ask me in a week what this conversation meant to me.
Gotta go, love you.
[ and when he does, she'll tell him: rather than sneak away and hide in the forest for a day or two, pouting or being angry, she let herself just feel it and share it and get talked to. ]
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this was a dick move, to be clear. fucking a girl who hates everything you are in your own house? not okay.
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Gotta go, love you.
[ and when he does, she'll tell him: rather than sneak away and hide in the forest for a day or two, pouting or being angry, she let herself just feel it and share it and get talked to. ]
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[ He suspects she's going to take care of business, and it won't be pleasant. She'll need space, but...just in case. ]