[ this does actually kind of - do something to her, maybe it hurts her feelings or maybe it just messes with her, but she shifts, dragging in a deep breath. ]
... Just a joke. I'll be fine, you don't have to worry about it.
[ there's a blurry, powerpoint quality thoughtshare vision of a guy in a familiar yellow coat getting thrown and splattered into a wall by this thing. wahoo... ]
Right, my bad. Look, are you going to stand over there and stress me out or can you act nice for once. Just once. If I'm going to die tonight I don't want to have this whole thing.
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anyway, a huff. ]
Don't count me out yet. Died every time I've come out of these things. [ ... hm. bad joke. she has hurt herself in her confusion. ]
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... Just a joke. I'll be fine, you don't have to worry about it.
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Right. Yeah. You were joking.
[ sinks into the mattress. ]
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You don't need to worry about it, I'll make it.
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Right, my bad. Look, are you going to stand over there and stress me out or can you act nice for once. Just once. If I'm going to die tonight I don't want to have this whole thing.
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...alright.
What do you want, then?
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I don't know. I just don't want to argue.
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[ she doesn't seem mad or anything. ]
... Is everybody else okay?