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“<......>”
“It's been a while.”
“<...mhm…>”
“Harmony, may I ask you something?”
“<....Can you..?>”
“Not with that tone. This is serious.
I wanted to ask you about…everything. Every time I see you, you seem out of it. Exhausted..”
“<....>”
“From speaking with…them.. You're lacking in things. Just a bit.
Are you in a depressive mood at the moment?”
“<....Why come to that conclusion..>”
“Because what other can I go for? Is this rare, everyday, or…?”
“<It shouldn't matter. It wasn't before. I don't know what it could be..>”
“...Why.. shouldn't it? It's important-”
“<It's important when it gets to a point. It's only important if you can see it. It's only important when it's dire. It's just another annoying emotion to deal with. One I didn't even know I had. …I felt it. But I was never sure. I didn't think it was anything more than me being upset or confined.
Until I see it written on paper. …But does it matter? I barely know anything about myself. And something just…CASUALLY gets tossed along??? ….and then everything returns to normal… where did it come from..?? When was this figured out….?? What is anything supposed to be like…?? Is it even true...??>"
“We... can take a break.”
“<.......>”
“Do you want some water?”
“<...No.>”
“Ok..”
“<.....why am I thinking about it so much..>”
“I don't know. …Heh I'm not too qualified to answer that.”
“<You're not qualified at all….>”
“Ow. Hehe.
Are you upset still…?”
“<No. …Just confused…. …Thanks for um…talking. ….>”
“Hey, it's nothing. It's.. nice to talk with you. Hear you.”
“<....….>”
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