Room 504, Wednesday Late Night
Apr. 30th, 2008 10:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveIt had been a long day. Emotionally exhausting and she was feeling worn and fragile on the inside. Not that she'd ever admit it.
"...you're good to me."
That was Lana. This one she could believe. Ino didn't know why, didn't get it, not at all--but she could believe that Lana did for some reason think it. Hers was not to question why. Just... accept. Even if it was hard to understand. Three weeks of no talking and then--that.
"I appreciate it."
Cable-san. She--she wanted to believe it. More than, more than quite a lot--never more than anything, because then next thing you knew anything would come up and prove you wrong--more than most things right now. She wanted to believe it.
And, and--she couldn't.
Ino stared up at her ceiling, flat out on her bed and had to fight--really fight--not to cry. A few tears slipped out anyway.
She didn't get it. None of it. What was wrong with people?
[Establishy.]
"...you're good to me."
That was Lana. This one she could believe. Ino didn't know why, didn't get it, not at all--but she could believe that Lana did for some reason think it. Hers was not to question why. Just... accept. Even if it was hard to understand. Three weeks of no talking and then--that.
"I appreciate it."
Cable-san. She--she wanted to believe it. More than, more than quite a lot--never more than anything, because then next thing you knew anything would come up and prove you wrong--more than most things right now. She wanted to believe it.
And, and--she couldn't.
Ino stared up at her ceiling, flat out on her bed and had to fight--really fight--not to cry. A few tears slipped out anyway.
She didn't get it. None of it. What was wrong with people?
[Establishy.]
