The bandage might work for him, maybe. But not for you.
[ He takes a deep breath before continuing. ]
I'm still not letting you in Zero. And I'm still telling Lark about this. You say it's not about you but the moment you say 'I want to kill this man,' you've made it about you.
This isn't helping that 'I'm not making it about me' argument.
If you really want to prove something, that this isn't just you deciding to be judge, jury, and executioner? Wait two weeks. Just wait two weeks before doing anything. Simple enough.
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[ He takes a deep breath before continuing. ]
I'm still not letting you in Zero. And I'm still telling Lark about this. You say it's not about you but the moment you say 'I want to kill this man,' you've made it about you.
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If you really want to prove something, that this isn't just you deciding to be judge, jury, and executioner? Wait two weeks. Just wait two weeks before doing anything. Simple enough.
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What's two weeks going to do? Everyone forgets except Trixie who just has to bury the hurt as things go back to whatever counts as normal around here.
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After all, she's the one affected by this. Not you.
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Piece of shit.
[Click!]