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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[She pauses just long enough to let out a breath, a tremble running through her, because:]

That's what I've been trying to say.
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Then you chose.

[Her voice shakes a little, but she's not trying to fight that any more than she was a minute ago.]

I said that, too.
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[She snorts softly and goes back to packing, hardening herself again with a quick shiver, a quick blink of her eyes. Her voice cools, tired and unhappy and done.]

Chose to have me go. So I'm going. You do whatever you want.
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[She starts to say something, but then stops and shakes her head, and now her voice cools quickly.]

Fine.
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
That's your choice. I'm not forcing you.
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
It's up to you.

[She says nothing more, filling her bag. Every choice she's given Tiffany, as she sees it, has been written off in one way or another; in fact, everything she's said to Tiffany about making choices at all has been written off as if it had never happened at all. As if Nina just decided to go crazy for no reason and leave. As if nothing she said even made the slightest impact.

It might be petty at this point, and entirely pointless, but she's not giving her even one more chance to pretend that something she decided perfectly well on her own is on Nina's shoulders. Let her choose. Let her make one fucking decision for herself and own it. In fact, just so there's not the slightest bit of legroom on the topic, she adds belatedly:]


I'll go along with whatever you do.
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Not. Happening.]

I told you already -- it's up to you. I don't know how much more clearly I can say that.
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[She hears the rise in Tiffany's voice, but she's too worn out to care. Fine -- let her figure out why Nina has hit her limit with this.]

Maybe I can't decide. Maybe I think about it differently from you. Maybe I'm choosing not to make any choice at all.

[She finally has all of her things gathered, and she closes the bag and holds it in both her hands.]

So? Should I expect to hear from you?
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Not at all. I don't think of it that way.

[Which is both true and shrewish and mean. Screw it.]
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
So, then?

[She's waiting for an answer.]
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
So, no, you won't stop. That's what you're deciding.
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[personal profile] utselet 2016-04-29 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
To me. No ifs. That's what you're deciding?

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