Date: 2009-02-22 01:11 am (UTC)
"You weren't worried. You practically pushed me out the door!" He could answer that last part fairly well, he thought, but he wasn't going to, not even to himself.

She didn't get him. That was a laugh. He was trying to mold himself into what he thought she wanted him to be and SHE didn't get HIM?

He heard that. Tried to bite back the words, but couldn't. "'Someone I can go be all heroic and save the world with'. Because we all know I was programmed for life behind a desk, don't we?" He couldn't say it, but he could think it. Fuck this. "Don't bother leaving. I'm going." He'd had enough.
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