[It's her turn to laugh, a little more steadly now, even if it's not quite up to how she'd normally sound.
How does this keep happening, with them? The constant back and forth between high emotions and stupid fucking jokes. But even the jokes drag her back to what they were arguing about in the first place.]
Is there anything about you that isn't part of some act?
[Despite the question, her tone isn't angry like it might've been earler, she just sounds exhausted, wrung out, the same way she feels.
She wonders if he even likes the bright shirts and ties, or if they're just part of the image.]
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How does this keep happening, with them? The constant back and forth between high emotions and stupid fucking jokes. But even the jokes drag her back to what they were arguing about in the first place.]
Is there anything about you that isn't part of some act?
[Despite the question, her tone isn't angry like it might've been earler, she just sounds exhausted, wrung out, the same way she feels.
She wonders if he even likes the bright shirts and ties, or if they're just part of the image.]