"What, you thought it would last? You thought I'd go away for good? Dammit, Molly, I'm hurt. What about ME?"
Oh, this wasn't fair... To be given that, and have it taken away...it was worse than never having it at all.
Molly didn't cry often. Mostly, when the Narrator showed up, she just got pissed, and would bitch him out (or scream at him) until he eventually gave up in disgust. She only cried when she was really, really messed up, but now...
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Date: 2007-04-18 10:40 pm (UTC)"What, you thought it would last? You thought I'd go away for good? Dammit, Molly, I'm hurt. What about ME?"
Oh, this wasn't fair... To be given that, and have it taken away...it was worse than never having it at all.
Molly didn't cry often. Mostly, when the Narrator showed up, she just got pissed, and would bitch him out (or scream at him) until he eventually gave up in disgust. She only cried when she was really, really messed up, but now...
"Oh God, it's gone. It's gone, it's not fair...."