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Post by Logan Andrews on Mar 4, 2009 17:40:37 GMT
That's two questions.
I fight back the urge to point this out, shifting my shoulders awkwardly while I contemplate the fact that I really wish I could leave, but it feels even weirder to just walk away now she's asked something like that. So I glance behind me out at the street, before finally back at her, and say indifferently, "Sure, why not?"
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Post by Lilith Stewart on Mar 4, 2009 17:43:46 GMT
"That's not good enough." I shake my head. "You have to either want to be with her or not, because I'm sure that she'd take you back in a heartbeat. If you really are like Fitzy though, you're probably incapable of expressing emotion, so I don't know why I'm even asking you."
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Post by Logan Andrews on Mar 4, 2009 17:50:32 GMT
"I'm not incapable of expressing emotion."
Which is an outright lie, but I don't care because I'm trying to prove a point.
"And I'm not like Fitzy either, so stop saying that."
And I'm probably just irritated because I don't even know why she's asking me either, or why I'm playing along and answering her when I really should just leave. And I do want to be with her sister, not that it's any of her business, and I don't want to listen to what she said about Arden taking me back either...because that shoots down part of my reasoning.
So really...she's just irritating me and this is pointless.
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Post by Lilith Stewart on Mar 4, 2009 17:55:17 GMT
"Fine, I'm sorry. I won't compare you to Fitzy anymore, at least not out loud." I shake my head. "I just... want to know if there's any chance of Arden being happy again. So if you want to know that as well, go work out your differences or whatever it was that went wrong. And if you really don't care if she's crying, then... get the hell out of my shop and go walk off a cliff. See? That isn't complicated at all."
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Post by Logan Andrews on Mar 4, 2009 18:00:51 GMT
"It's not-..." I stop, shaking my head because I'm not sure what I was going to say and also I don't want to continue this conversation because I'm talking to a near stranger about things that are quite personal, so I just shake my head again once more, decisively, and say, "Fine. Right. I'm going to leave now, really this time. So...bye."
I nod briefly now, to confirm this to myself, and then duck out of the doorway before she can reply so I don't get stuck here because she's spoken, yet again.
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Post by Lilith Stewart on Mar 4, 2009 18:05:16 GMT
I slump against the counter after he's left, feeling a little defeated because it looks like he finally answered that question, more or less. Poor Arden. Even if he really does go back to her, I don't envy spending gobs of time around that guy.
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