[she makes a show of considering it, tapping her finger against her lips while one of her kittens makes a go for it]
Shush, not now, Polly. [she gives the kitten a kiss and places her back at her feet who promptly rolls over on her back, kicking at her foot] And while I'm sure it could, it's in the nature of these places to be as as annoying and contrary as possible. You say you don't want your omni and toss it into the sea, you'll get fifteen in its place. It's like they're tailor-made to annoy us however possible.
[it will save him a lot of time and trouble if he simply admitted that Tinya is right about everything]
It could be worse. It could be far worse. At least here, a person isn't shunned just because of a stupid societal tradition which had outlived its usefulness decades ago.
[ That would require him to be 200% less stubborn!! It's not in his nature, he's a Leo. ]
No matter how many times someone tells me something could be worse, I've never found it stops the current situation from feeling objectively terrible. Having experienced shunning, I think I'd take that over being manipulated into being something other than myself.
[Leo makes sense for him. as for her? "Fresh, alive, new and sensual, this is a Taurus with a potential to overcome any obstacle you can imagine."]
Does it count if the last place I went did both at the same time? Not to make this a metaphorical dick measuring contest, those are both useless and stupid.
But I know what it's like to not be myself for a decent length of time, then go back into my right mind and wondering what the fuck I did the previous week and if that's why everyone's looking at me weird. I'd rather go with shunning, too, but we're not always given a choice.
[ Two stubborn astrological rocks colliding. A perfect match. ]
Of course we aren't. Life's challenges are often things we never asked for. The point isn't about what we want, or that yes, it could be worse. The point is that in the end, the past being worse doesn't make the current pain more pleasant to endure.
If your aim is to be comforting or reassuring, you should try simply agreeing that this place... [ He's trying to find a word for it, one that isn't so colloquial, but honestly? Nothing sums it up better than: ]Sucks.
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[ It'll just end up being like the world's funniest version of Groundhog Day. ]
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Shush, not now, Polly. [she gives the kitten a kiss and places her back at her feet who promptly rolls over on her back, kicking at her foot] And while I'm sure it could, it's in the nature of these places to be as as annoying and contrary as possible. You say you don't want your omni and toss it into the sea, you'll get fifteen in its place. It's like they're tailor-made to annoy us however possible.
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What a useless city this is.
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It could be worse. It could be far worse. At least here, a person isn't shunned just because of a stupid societal tradition which had outlived its usefulness decades ago.
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No matter how many times someone tells me something could be worse, I've never found it stops the current situation from feeling objectively terrible. Having experienced shunning, I think I'd take that over being manipulated into being something other than myself.
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Does it count if the last place I went did both at the same time? Not to make this a metaphorical dick measuring contest, those are both useless and stupid.
But I know what it's like to not be myself for a decent length of time, then go back into my right mind and wondering what the fuck I did the previous week and if that's why everyone's looking at me weird. I'd rather go with shunning, too, but we're not always given a choice.
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Of course we aren't. Life's challenges are often things we never asked for. The point isn't about what we want, or that yes, it could be worse. The point is that in the end, the past being worse doesn't make the current pain more pleasant to endure.
If your aim is to be comforting or reassuring, you should try simply agreeing that this place... [ He's trying to find a word for it, one that isn't so colloquial, but honestly? Nothing sums it up better than: ] Sucks.
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I'll gladly admit that. Now the question becomes what to do about it.
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... You sound like someone from home.
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...I hope it's a good someone.
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[ That doesn't answer the question, though, and he realizes it. So he lets out a small sigh. ]
But he's not so bad.
[ This is how everyone talks about their closest friend, right??? ]
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[and at the rest of what he has to say, her smile grows a teeny bit bigger] "Not so bad." I'll take it.
[..ummmmmmmm. right?]
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...
I'll see you in the morning then.
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I'll look forward to it!