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There is one thing, of course, not that you could avoid it even if you tried. And you did! You went for one whole dialogue option without mentioning it–that’s impressive, right? <span class="mu-i">Right</span>??
“<span class="mu-r">Eh.</span>’
Great, thanks, bitch. Gathering yourself for whatever reaction you’re about to get, you take a deep breath and stare Sue square in the eyes.
You uh, you stammer, you heard from Heather about what you said… back at the wedding.
Your brother’s smile disappears faster than a meat and cheese platter around… well, <span class="mu-i">you</span>.
“Oh.” He remarks as if you’d just shown him a dead roach on the floor, “You did, huh?”
Yea, you whimper as the now-fresh memory returns to the front and center of your mind, and you wanted to apologize-
“Stan,” he interrupts, “You’ve got nothing to apologi-”
You <span class="mu-s">DO</span>, okay!? You told Heather and you’ll tell <span class="mu-i">him</span>--it doesn’t matter what condition you have–it doesn’t change the fact that you said some hurtful shit, especially to… to his wife-
“<span class="mu-s">STAN!</span>” Sue’s sudden outburst nearly knocks you out of your chair and even gets the attention of everyone around the bonfire! “Just… just <span class="mu-i">stop</span>, okay?”
Sitting like a statue as he stares you down, you’re unable to resist as Sue rises from his chair and pulls you into a warm, albeit still-soggy embrace! Sitting there unable to move, all you can do is listen as your brother takes a long, steadying breath.
“You’ve got <span class="mu-s">NOTHING</span> to apologize for,” he repeats in a firm, but reassuring tone. “<span class="mu-s">Nothing</span>.”
But, you stammer weakly, but you were still thin-
“We all made mistakes, Stan, but this… <span class="mu-i">this</span> is what matters now.” Following his gaze, you find yourself staring at everyone sitting around the bonfire. “I don’t want to step on these eggshells with you anymore, okay? I…” his voice cracks a bit as he hugs you closer, “... I miss you…”
Holding you close, Sue stays silent for a moment before whispering one more thing under his breath:
“<span class="mu-i">Please</span>, Stan–let’s just let it go…”
You respond by wrapping him in your own embrace and holding him there until his wet shirt doesn’t feel cold anymore.
<span class="mu-b">ANY LAST ACTIONS BEFORE RETURNING TO THE TIME STREAM?</span>
>YOU TALKED TO MITZI, OF COURSE!
>YOU SAID SOMETHING TO HEATHER!
>YOU CHATTED WITH YOUR PARENTS!
>NOPE. THAT WAS MORE OR LESS IT!
>WRITE-IN!
