[She wants to talk about something else. Start up idle conversation about what they've been up to or who they've seen, but the bottom line is that there's nothing: they've seen the same walls and the same faces, done the same thing day in and day out.
It takes a good five minutes of her lying in bed with her fingers to the keys before she decides to press beyond the superficial.]
[And saying 'I miss you' is too on the nose. It's direct in the sort of way that makes her feel like she's playing at something she'll never be cut out for. Then again they're in prison for being idealistic assholes; she's already guilty of playing pretend.]
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as if youd be the one to go
please Charlie I'm the better looking out of the two of us
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Fair enough
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It takes a good five minutes of her lying in bed with her fingers to the keys before she decides to press beyond the superficial.]
promise me youll be careful though ok
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Sure. You as well
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for the record I don't regret it.
[And she doesn't just mean the mutiny.]
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a five person candlelight vigil does not fit the definition of 'glorified'
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I hear the best things in life tend to start with a six
[And end in a....]
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[He's talking exclusively about her foul mouth. Obviously.]
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starting to think the official mutineer symbol shouldve just been a photo of my face
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