I'll feel bad about it whether you tell me it's fine or not, Ange, this isn't—it's not about me right now, okay? You understand that, right?
[she's still not angry, but the tension is clearly rising between them, isn't it? interesting. see, because it's the thing about ange expecting anna to start hating her that gets to her. she places her hands flat on the table and doesn't quite push herself out of her seat, but it would be easy for her to do it if she had to.]
This is about you. I don't need you to say what you think is going to stop us from having a fight. I need you to tell me the truth. Because keeping all that inside? [she presses the flat of one fist against her own chest. this is hypocritical of her to say, but she knows it is and she's ignoring it.] That's how you explode. That's how you keep hurting yourself until you can't stop yourself from hurting everyone else around you.
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[she's still not angry, but the tension is clearly rising between them, isn't it? interesting. see, because it's the thing about ange expecting anna to start hating her that gets to her. she places her hands flat on the table and doesn't quite push herself out of her seat, but it would be easy for her to do it if she had to.]
This is about you. I don't need you to say what you think is going to stop us from having a fight. I need you to tell me the truth. Because keeping all that inside? [she presses the flat of one fist against her own chest. this is hypocritical of her to say, but she knows it is and she's ignoring it.] That's how you explode. That's how you keep hurting yourself until you can't stop yourself from hurting everyone else around you.