>>5423145The painful silence returns, of course, and as you watch your friend sob into her towel your mind goes into a freefall contemplating ways to make her feel better!
I’m… I’m <span class="mu-i">sor</span>-
“So that’s how it ends, huh?” spits Mitzi as tears roll down her cheeks in droves, “sis and dad died because they were in the wrong place at the wrong <span class="mu-s">FUCKING</span> time?”
That’s-
“What…” she chokes as she angrily wipes a handful of tears from her eyes, “Wh-why? Just… why would someone do something like that?”
You’ve got no clue, you shrug, Boris was always an asshole to you, but you never really fathomed just <span class="mu-i">how</span> shitty he was…
“Stan.” Mitzi asks as she covers herself in the towel, “Did they <span class="mu-i">suffer</span>?”
The question hits you like a frying pan to the face. You, uh… you weren’t there-
“<span class="mu-s">BEA. CURT. BORIS.</span>” Mitzi snaps, “<span class="mu-s">DID. THEY. SUFFER?</span>”
<span class="mu-i">FINALLY</span> a question you can answer! Yea, you nod almost <span class="mu-i">too</span> eagerly, they got what was coming to them, that’s for damn sure!
Mulling over your words for a moment, you feel the pit in your stomach grow even more when Mitzi sinks deeper into the towel.
“Y-you know what sucks, Stan?” She sobs as one of her eyes pokes out from under the towel, “Even though they’re dead? Those assholes… they still killed people. <span class="mu-i">Hundreds</span>...”
Yea, you agree in as hopeful a voice you can muster, but at least Boris and his cronies died horrible, painful deaths, right?
“... just don’t understand it…” She quietly sobs, “I just don’t…”
Watching her cry for a few moments, you move in to give your friend a hug when she speaks up again:
“Stan… got… got one more favor for you…”
Of course, you stammer, anything at all! Hell, you’ll get her an ice cream the size of <span class="mu-i">GUS</span> if she wa-
“I hate to ask…” she sobs, ignoring your attempt at humor, “but… would you mind leaving? I’m sorry, but…”
She doesn’t make it to the end of the sentence. Descending into another sobbing fit, Mitzi leaves you at an impasse–one that feels like it’s full of wrong answers…
>GIVE HER A HUG–YOU CAN TECHNICALLY STILL LEAVE AFTER!>LEAVE. GIVE HER SOME SPACE–SHE NEEDS SOME!>DON’T LEAVE, BUT DON’T STICK AROUND HER EITHER–MAYBE YOU CAN MAKE HER SOME FOOD OR SOMETHING?>BACK TO THE TIME STREAM!>WRITE-IN!