[ she's digging herself a little grave here, isn't she? letting john talk her into going. letting felipe talk her into staying long enough to hear him sing, and to talk after. promising pieces of herself that she doesn't know that she can give, in pursuit of a life that she is increasingly convinced has become anathema to her, no matter how badly she's always dreamed of it.
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she rubs at her face. ]
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and i have a few questions for you.
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i'll be quick i promise.
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[ and hope she's forgotten about it by then. ]
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