. . . in the past year, I've lost a lot. Rationally, I know things will be okay. I know that this is the future, that here, everything is okay, that maybe it's not even my timeline any more. I don't know. But the thought of it just . . . upset me. That's all.
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[gettin' food on the plates!]
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[pushes a plate of eggs and bacon over to him.]
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[bites a strip of bacon]
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Thank you for . . . you know, last night.
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. . . I guess I should.
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I get it. I do.
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