[She has to fight the urge to hang up. Because he's so bloody blind and it is honestly, acutely, punch-in-the-jaw painful to be told it's okay to want things when the thing she's wanted for months is in a relationship with someone else and offering to 'make time' for her like being her friend is some sort of fucking community service -
She wants to scream. She feels it again, a trace of that same frustration that took her over so completely when she took the ship. The need to do something, anything to blot it out.
But he doesn't know. And he's trying. And he already takes responsibility for far too much. So there's evenness to her voice, and even though she feels angry and incredibly condescended to and hopelessly lonely, there's not an inch of it in her tone.]
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Date: 2013-08-01 11:21 pm (UTC)She wants to scream. She feels it again, a trace of that same frustration that took her over so completely when she took the ship. The need to do something, anything to blot it out.
But he doesn't know. And he's trying. And he already takes responsibility for far too much. So there's evenness to her voice, and even though she feels angry and incredibly condescended to and hopelessly lonely, there's not an inch of it in her tone.]
I know. Thank you.
I'm sorry, I should go. I've got work.