bizarro gaston.......
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| | [THIS IS FINE... she looks just the slightest bit disorientated, like perhaps this wasn't supposed to happen, before she quickly pulls back. holds her hands up, like, look. they're empty.] Y-Yeah... [surprise! this seems like it is also a surprise to her.] Shit. Sorry. Are you okay, Matsuno? |
| | [she makes a face, a little strained, and shakes her head.] I just... didn't want her to keep hurting people. [the vibes are a little uncomfortable, talking about it.] But I don't want to talk about that. I don't want to think about it anymore. [sometimes you must simply not talk about the shit that traumatized you ever] |
| | [THIS IS SO UNFORTUNATE AFTER SATURDAY... SORRY TOTTY!!! she sighs.] It's usually not this bad. But... recently, it's been a lot harder to kick her out. [and there is a flicker of annoyance somewhere in there, but it's muffled.] The only reason I managed to do it now was because it felt like she got... I don't know, shoved back? It was weird. But this isn't me complaining about it, either. |