https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/19481646/#q19521610Without fail, any time Ash has expressed any weakness, it's only to be met with cold, uncaring cruelty. Her sad expression remained, but there was an eerie calmness to it as Holly continued her run down. She spoke as soon as the other finished, damn near cutting her off.
>I'm so tired...>Everything's my fault, right?>I'm the bad guy here.>I came to the dojo for me. To get my bearings.>Ended up a coach, not even unofficially. I got an office now.>I told Carmody everything, despite the bad look, and she's still gone.>Should I have tried harder? Sure. But guess what? If I did, I might've been fired- Oh yeah. There's consequences to being a crummy coach now. I'm still on probation for hitting her, on accident.>I have to navigate the heartbreak and anger from those who feel betrayed by their friend.>Alone. With nobody else having the decency to hear all of them out....
>God, Holly.>You've always been so fucking lousy.>"To help those you've wronged">Yeah fucking right->Hey, don't beat yourself up too much.>You've never wronged anyone in a way that matters....
>You're so disgustingly arrogant.Ash snatched her wrist away, walking towards a supply closet and gathering a broom and dustpan for the glass.
>"While the dojo exists, nothing will be right with it.">So get out of my fucking sight. 