Cherubplay

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"...no, I am probably just dense...how are you incorrect in the head, then?"

2015-07-01 09:15:36

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"I have um...mental disorders? I guess you could call them."

2015-07-01 09:16:18

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"..........really?....uh..." He wasn't sure how to respond. Definitely not 'congratulations' or something like that. But he couldn't exactly sympathize, and maybe she liked them, so he couldn't apologize either.

2015-07-01 09:17:03

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"Um yeah.....I have really bad anxiety and um....cyclothymia." Now he probably thought she crazy. Good job, Ivory! She was /so/ great at this.

2015-07-01 09:19:56

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What should he do?? This was obviously personal information. Was she still explaining why she was hiding or just telling him? He'd lost track. But she'd called it bad. So obviously she didn't find the conditions to be a positive thing. That opened up one option. "...sorry."

2015-07-01 09:24:25

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"It's not your fault...at all. You're not...my emotions...or anything of that nature."

2015-07-01 09:25:35

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"But I made you bring it up...I think... You do not seem to like talking about the subject."

2015-07-01 09:27:14

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She looked away from his gaze. "Because I don't want anyone to worry about me. I'm okay. I'm fine."

2015-07-01 09:28:22

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"Obviously you are not. Even I can tell that."

2015-07-01 09:30:33

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"..." She looked down.Of course he could.

2015-07-01 09:32:11

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Oh. She was upset again. "Sorry, I'm sorry...."

2015-07-01 09:35:06

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"No, no. It's okay. Really."

2015-07-01 09:35:29

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"No, I'm sorry, I upset you again."

2015-07-01 09:37:14

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"You didn't upset me. I upset myself."

2015-07-01 09:38:14

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"That does not make sense, I am the only person here so my presence must have somehow contributed."

2015-07-01 09:39:08

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"It didn't, really. You haven't done anything wrong."

2015-07-01 09:39:50

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"...I...what? No, of course I have."

2015-07-01 09:41:34

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She looked at him once more. "How, then? Because I don't see it that way."

2015-07-01 09:42:13

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"I bothered you when you clearly did not want to see me, I let you talk about something that made you uncomfortable, and now I am making you comfort me, but you should not, It is my fault, I always screw up, so I'm sorry, okay?!" His voice raised in volume a bit as the sentence progressed, unintentionally, but when he realized that he was yelling he stopped and put a large hand over his eyes, taking a shaky breath.

2015-07-01 09:52:18

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Oh fuck. Oh no, she upset him again. God dammit. She reached out and took his arm to get his attention, and then realized how it made him feel before pulling away. "It's /okay./ You're fine. You didn't anything wrong, I promise. You didn't screw up."

2015-07-01 09:54:59

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He felt a touch on his arm and shrank back instinctively. "......I did....."

2015-07-01 10:03:19

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She folded her arms. "You didn't. I'm the one who should be apologizing. It's my fault."

2015-07-01 10:04:18

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What? He lowered his hand. No, no, no. She had it all wrong. "....you tried to avoid this conversation entirely, you are in the right here..."

2015-07-01 10:07:03

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"I know but...it doesn't mean I don't want to make it right. I do, but, I just don't know how."

2015-07-01 10:08:42

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".......you do not have to...do anything....." She'd tried to touch his arm, but stopped. Because he'd said he'd had bad experiences? Was she afraid to touch him now? He was just creating more problems for her again. God.

2015-07-01 10:11:40