[Buddy, this all sucks so bad. There's a tiny smile back, at least they're not alone in all of this.]
Especially for this kind of thing, you'd think they'd at least get some privacy. I talked with her a little, but... getting it all put out there like that seems so cruel.
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... I will be, eventually, I think. What about you?
[He takes a seat next to Danny and his project.]
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[He shifts a little so their arms are touching.]
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Yeah.
I hardly even knew her, but...it doesn't feel right, watching someone die. Especially not when it's so personal.
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Especially for this kind of thing, you'd think they'd at least get some privacy. I talked with her a little, but... getting it all put out there like that seems so cruel.
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[he shudders.]
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At least...it's over now.
[ He sets about painting the popsicle sticks black, eyes focused on that. ]
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Do you want help with those?
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[ he hands over some of the popsicle sticks and one of those foamy sponge brushes. ]
Go nuts.
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Are you making something with these?
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