[Yang's voice is gentle. It's hard for her, listening to her friend cry like this, and being unable to reach out and hug her tight. Gwen's a good person. Kind. Funny. And it kills her to think she's been carrying something like this inside of her all this time while Yang was completely clueless.]
And you don't need to push yourself to deal with it, Gwen, not until you're ready. That just... It really sucks. And it's okay if you think so, believe me. Anyone would be shaken in your shoes.
[Honestly. She wasn't the master of hiding secrets like this. She just thought she had escaped most of the drama she had back at home. She had enough distractions to keep her from thinking about it, no reason to bring it up.]
Well...I don't think it's really something that action can solve, so you don't have to do anything. It's just going to feel bad until you see enough differences to make it seem like they're not actually the same person.
But hey, if you need to work out some stress, or eat things you shouldn't, I'm up for that. I just think maybe you shouldn't be all alone with these feelings right now.
You're probably dehydrated. I'll bring you some water. Then we'll hit the store on the way back, pick up loads of junk food, and then head back for movies or video games. I'll even let you play the stupid dating sim Mercury and I played. It's hilarious.
It's actually kind of crazy. There's a girl in there named Yin who acts an awful lot like me, except she's got black hair. And there's one who looks like Mercury...also with black hair...named Mars.
And I got the herpes ending on my first attempt so...I dunno, the game has its charms.
Ha ha...! There is nothing to thank me for. You're a super fun, cool, funny girl, and you bring a lot of personality to our apartment. We love you, Gwen.
Yeah, might wanna work on that. I know Pyrrha will keep cleaning it up if you don't, and she's too nice to say something about it. Maybe...set a timer for ten minutes, pick stuff up until the bell rings, and bam! Easy.
[The sound of a motorcycle engine revs up.]
Gotta go. I try not to chat and drive if I can help it. Hang tight!
[She disconnects, and once the garage is closed securely behind her, Yang pulls out of the drive and veers into the street.]
[It isn't too much longer before she pulls up, tilting enough that she can put her boot down. She flicks her shades up at Gwen and grins, then reaches behind her to unhook the spare helmet and toss it to her friend.]
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[Yang's voice is gentle. It's hard for her, listening to her friend cry like this, and being unable to reach out and hug her tight. Gwen's a good person. Kind. Funny. And it kills her to think she's been carrying something like this inside of her all this time while Yang was completely clueless.]
And you don't need to push yourself to deal with it, Gwen, not until you're ready. That just... It really sucks. And it's okay if you think so, believe me. Anyone would be shaken in your shoes.
[Voice]
I know, I know.
But...
I just don't know what to do. Like at all.
[Voice]
But hey, if you need to work out some stress, or eat things you shouldn't, I'm up for that. I just think maybe you shouldn't be all alone with these feelings right now.
[Voice]
Just take it... a day at a time then?
[That made enough sense to her.]
Yeah. Give me a little, then I'll go be home.
[Voice]
Want me to come pick you up? My motorcycle can drive up the side of a building.
[Voice]
[She considers that for a moment.]
Sure but I'll pass on the going driving up buildings bit.
My heads killing enough as is.
[Voice]
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Do I even want to ask what kind of dating sim you two have been playing?
[Voice]
And I got the herpes ending on my first attempt so...I dunno, the game has its charms.
[Voice]
Yeah. We're binge playing this game when we get home.
...And thanks. For being around, you know?
[Voice]
Be there soon!
[Voice]
But I appreciate it. You all are great too.
I'm waiting outside.
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[The sound of a motorcycle engine revs up.]
Gotta go. I try not to chat and drive if I can help it. Hang tight!
[She disconnects, and once the garage is closed securely behind her, Yang pulls out of the drive and veers into the street.]
[It isn't too much longer before she pulls up, tilting enough that she can put her boot down. She flicks her shades up at Gwen and grins, then reaches behind her to unhook the spare helmet and toss it to her friend.]
Catch! Ready to roll?