[ She rolls her eyes. This weirdo. No wonder he considers this something he needs to do; it matches up so cleanly with the habits he already has.
He's a good friend. She should probably tell him. But that's...difficult. It always has been. She's not even really sure what she's doing with him, or Martin, or anyone in that household.
But she is starting to feel useless. She pushes herself up out of her chair, approaching him and whatever he's been working on. She can't be that tired, right? ]
Come on, give me something. I need to figure out where all of this shit even goes anyway.
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He's a good friend. She should probably tell him. But that's...difficult. It always has been. She's not even really sure what she's doing with him, or Martin, or anyone in that household.
But she is starting to feel useless. She pushes herself up out of her chair, approaching him and whatever he's been working on. She can't be that tired, right? ]
Come on, give me something. I need to figure out where all of this shit even goes anyway.