[This librarian is too good at reading her like a book. It is the stuck feeling. She can't leave, she can't move up. Just shoved into a hole she can never leave. It's one thing to see it being done from afar, but if she moves in with Suzie, will she have to see it being done on a daily basis? Like having a carrot dangled on a stick, only to have it pulled away when she thinks she's close enough. Bothersome, but should she let it affect her friendships?
But there is absolutely one thing Angela will not stand for and that is Suzie feeling guilt. It's not her fault the powers that be want to have a shitton of fun at Angela's expense.]
Don't apologize. That's not in any way your fault, Suze.
[Because people do go home, that much is a fact. Angela doubts they'll let her inherit that townhouse and she'll be right back at square one with a bare taste of the good life, missing Suzie, and more misery than she could count.]
And what if you leave? Or you zoom past me in the hierarchy and move to a mansion or fall madly in love with some actual Greek demi-God or spank-demon or what if the sky just comes crashing down on us?
Okay, first of all, we all know none of that is happening. I'm going to be here on the bottom run forever because I flashed one too many airline ticket agent or ignored glory holes or something. There are no Greek demi-Gods here and I'm not going to fall in love with Vergil. Ever.
[Spank-demon? Really, Suzie? At least Angela's laughing. You're breaking her down!]
Okay, maybe the sky falling will happen, but that'll happen to all of us so it doesn't matter in the end. So cool your jets, Chicken Little.
If it doesn't matter, then what's the harm in having a nicer place to live? [ She sighs. ] Look... if you don't want to, that's fine but I'm not doing this out of charity. I really think we could have a lot of fun together.
Hey, how was I to know that you have a thing for painting dicks? Also, please tell me we're talking veiny monstrosities and not bathroom scribbles because that would be hilarious.
I graduated from art school. Where is your faith in me? Of course it'll be veiny monstrosities, like that one guy's who was flashing it on the network not too long ago.
Aw shit, then you got to him first. [ Amused. Somehow she doesn't feel too bad sharing partners like this. It was hard enough finding a guy that Rachelle hadn't messed around with somehow and it's probably damn unavoidable to not cross the streams here.]
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I'm sorry.
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But there is absolutely one thing Angela will not stand for and that is Suzie feeling guilt. It's not her fault the powers that be want to have a shitton of fun at Angela's expense.]
Don't apologize. That's not in any way your fault, Suze.
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Then move in with me. C'mon Angela... what better way to show those jerks that you can have nice things without filling their quota.
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[Because people do go home, that much is a fact. Angela doubts they'll let her inherit that townhouse and she'll be right back at square one with a bare taste of the good life, missing Suzie, and more misery than she could count.]
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Don't be a party pooper, Angela. That's my job.
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[Spank-demon? Really, Suzie? At least Angela's laughing. You're breaking her down!]
Okay, maybe the sky falling will happen, but that'll happen to all of us so it doesn't matter in the end. So cool your jets, Chicken Little.
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I haven't really lived alone before. It sucks.
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I get to paint my room whatever obnoxious color I want and you can't say anything?
[That's a yes, by the way.]
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[Dare her and she will. Are you sure you want to room with this kind of person, Suzanne?]
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[A beat.]
You know I slept with him, right?
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