[after a moment, clearly trying to stop himself from getting frustrated:]
No! I'm not going to stop trying to help, and it's not because I pity you, it's because you're my friend, and that's what friends do for each other! They don't just leave whenever it's convenient! And they don't throw pillows at each other unless it's in a fun sleepover way, so please don't do that again!
Don't - don't just sit there and lecture me about what friends do!
[she's clearly frustrated and also not trying to stop herself from being that way? she needs a nap. she really needs a nap.]
I know it's stupid to be upset about this, okay? I know it is. Getting mad about it isn't even going to do anything. At least in Paris, it'd... [she shakes her head.] So, no, I didn't want to keep sitting out there watching all of that, when getting mad about it is just useless, but that doesn't mean it's any easier to just stop getting mad! It's not like it's a switch I can just turn on or off! Talking about it is just making me more mad because I keep thinking about it!
I never said it was stupid. I'm not trying to make you feel like getting angry at this situation is stupid of you at all. I'm angry too, you know? And I know it's not easy to make that go away. I don't even really think it should go away.
We're not even talking about it anymore! I'm just - telling you your feelings are valid and trying to understand why you're mad at me! I still don't even get what I did the time before this when you asked me to leave you alone!
[rupert is a good boy who deserves approximately none of this.
anyway, it's probably a good thing she's thrown her pillow already, because it'd definitely be sailing at him again for that. as it is, her fingers twitch, and she contents herself with gripping her blanket tightly instead.]
Because when you tell someone that has to try really hard to actually be kind and helpful and friendly that people said that's why they like her, it makes it really obvious that none of them would have liked me if they knew what I'm really like.
[she would, again, be throwing something if there was a pillow in easy reach. instead, she just turns away and pulls her blanket over herself.]
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It is...
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And I'm sorry. I know how much you wanted to get chosen.
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[a beat]
Maybe you would feel better if you did?
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her response to that is to throw a pillow at him i'm so sorry]
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[he tries to duck but it hits him in the face]
I'm trying to help, you know?
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I'm fine.
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No! I'm not going to stop trying to help, and it's not because I pity you, it's because you're my friend, and that's what friends do for each other! They don't just leave whenever it's convenient! And they don't throw pillows at each other unless it's in a fun sleepover way, so please don't do that again!
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[she's clearly frustrated and also not trying to stop herself from being that way? she needs a nap. she really needs a nap.]
I know it's stupid to be upset about this, okay? I know it is. Getting mad about it isn't even going to do anything. At least in Paris, it'd... [she shakes her head.] So, no, I didn't want to keep sitting out there watching all of that, when getting mad about it is just useless, but that doesn't mean it's any easier to just stop getting mad! It's not like it's a switch I can just turn on or off! Talking about it is just making me more mad because I keep thinking about it!
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[he stops to listen, though, even as he frowns.]
I never said it was stupid. I'm not trying to make you feel like getting angry at this situation is stupid of you at all. I'm angry too, you know? And I know it's not easy to make that go away. I don't even really think it should go away.
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[someone please make this girl take a nap, eat some graham crackers, and drink some apple juice.]
...I said I don't want to talk about this. Why won't you just let it go.
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anyway, it's probably a good thing she's thrown her pillow already, because it'd definitely be sailing at him again for that. as it is, her fingers twitch, and she contents herself with gripping her blanket tightly instead.]
You really want to know why?
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[she would, again, be throwing something if there was a pillow in easy reach. instead, she just turns away and pulls her blanket over herself.]
Now go away.
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...No.
[oh my god]
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i'm so sorry]
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