Yeah. 'M okay. [As an afterthought.]...And Melissa might stop trying to ride the train.
[He got into the car trying to avoid how fucking awkward he felt now that he was there and not in the midst of his 'get off the fucking train dumbass' anger. Trauma's NV sent another alert, and, this time, not focusing on other things, he looked at it as the car began to drive off. Terry frowned down at the NV and ran his thumb over the display, thinking.]
I don't get it. [He sounded like he was answering a question, even if the statement came out of nowhere.]
You're always-….You're always helping me. I don't-
[He paused, and didn't look up, still staring at the phone like it was personally responsible for confusing the fuck out of him.]
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Date: 2012-07-12 07:17 am (UTC)[He got into the car trying to avoid how fucking awkward he felt now that he was there and not in the midst of his 'get off the fucking train dumbass' anger. Trauma's NV sent another alert, and, this time, not focusing on other things, he looked at it as the car began to drive off. Terry frowned down at the NV and ran his thumb over the display, thinking.]
I don't get it. [He sounded like he was answering a question, even if the statement came out of nowhere.]
You're always-….You're always helping me. I don't-
[He paused, and didn't look up, still staring at the phone like it was personally responsible for confusing the fuck out of him.]
What did I do?