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[stolengood]

[In one corner of the mess hall, there's a blonde woman with her feet propped up against the edge of the table, hoodie hood up, organizing and sorting and shining a collection of spoons. If you're looking for one you probably won't be able to find it anywhere other than her little nook]

((MOSTLY A MESS HALL MINGLE I won't be replying to everyone!

Comments

[lipstickittoyou]

Need some help with those spoons?

[stolengood]

I wanted to be the one who walked away.

[lipstickittoyou]

Why?

[stolengood]

[Draws her knees up to her chest perched in the chair, with her hood still up, resting her forehead on her knees]

Everyone leaves. I should at least get to choose when.

[lipstickittoyou]

*Cleans off her hands before going to sit next to*

Would you ever say 'when' though?

[stolengood]

[looks everywhere but at her]

I said when the whole time, except when I didn't.

[lipstickittoyou]

It's hard to let go of those important to us. I don't think if I was in charge of saying 'when' that I would ever be able to.

[stolengood]

Maybe I shouldn't have to.

[lipstickittoyou]

That would be nice, but that wouldn't be real life.

[stolengood]

Yeah. It's not going to happen, so why bother being upset when it doesn't?

[lipstickittoyou]

Shutting down and giving up isn't healthy.

[stolengood]

Aww. It's cute you think I'm healthy.

[lipstickittoyou]

I just want you to be able to be happy.

[stolengood]

So let me deal with it.

[lipstickittoyou]

Is there anything I can do to help?

[stolengood]

I don't know. Maybe I'll feel like talking about it but I can't do everything at once.