>>6275870Steadying herself with a deep sigh as she leans against the wall, the Durher’s gaze falls back to the floor before she begins. “I… I wanted to <span class="mu-i">apologize</span>.”
For what, you ask, crossing your arms as you struggle to determine which of her many petty crimes she’s referring to!
“For… <span class="mu-i">look</span> I… I know I’m not the easiest person to deal with,” She groans, “I know I cause problems wherever I go, and as much as I hate to admit it, I… can understand why you and Volka put me in a damn <span class="mu-i">cage</span>...”
It takes you a moment to realize she’s shivering.
“A-and you… you put so much trust into me,” The Durher continues with a sniffle, “And I don’t know how or <span class="mu-i">WHY</span> you put up with the things that I do, but… but you <span class="mu-i">DO</span>...” Wiping a trickle of tears off her cheek, the girl looks up at you with glistening, watery eyes. “You could… you could have anyone you wanted, Ant… girls who don’t <span class="mu-i">steal</span>... girls who don’t <span class="mu-i">gamble</span>... girls who don’t <span class="mu-i">lose</span> themselves in revenge… someone who isn’t <span class="mu-i">me</span>....”
Her sniffles turn to sobs as you struggle with how to respond. Y-
“Everything’s gotten… gotten so much <span class="mu-i">better</span> since I met you,” TT mutters as a weak smile slinks onto her face! “It’s like our bad luck… I dunno, c-cancels each other out? And I’ve been so caught up in… how <span class="mu-i">good</span> everything’s been that…”
The trembling girl pauses to wipe her nose on her sleeve.
“I forgot all about <span class="mu-i">your</span> happiness… and <span class="mu-i">your</span> feelings…”
That’s not true, you reply with an incredulous scoff, y-
“Neetzshit,” She sputters, “Sleeping with you isn’t <span class="mu-i">CARING</span> about you, Ant–any gal at a cheap Swoos Lounge could give you that… you’ve been so <span class="mu-i">patient</span>... so <span class="mu-i">kind</span>... that I…”
She sinks to the floor with her head buried between her claws. “You’ve given me <span class="mu-i">everything…</span> and I’ve given you <span class="mu-s">nothing</span>...”
“I’m <span class="mu-s">horrible.</span>”
A weak ‘<span class="mu-i">I’m sorry</span>’ is the last thing to leave TT’s lips before she folds into a sobbing mess on the floor.
What do?
>Pick her up!>You haven’t been perfect either…>Apology accepted…>Why does she lose control like that?>That’s valid, but she can’t beat herself up over it…>Stay Silent.>Does she think this can work?>She said before that she didn’t love you…>Write-In! 