( he doesn't want to deal with it anymore. she's a useless pup, following him around, and he can't deal with that anymore.
words are stuck to her throat, and she just looks down, withdrawing emotionally—the blue in her eyes is distant, like she's looking into a far off place that happens to be in the same location as the couch cushion, and dim, like there isn't a light anymore. )
( slowly, she says only this: ) . . . . He. . . . said so.
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words are stuck to her throat, and she just looks down, withdrawing emotionally—the blue in her eyes is distant, like she's looking into a far off place that happens to be in the same location as the couch cushion, and dim, like there isn't a light anymore. )
( slowly, she says only this: ) . . . . He. . . . said so.