[ Clarisse chuckles, but it's soft, almost gentle. She doesn't want Abby to think she's laughing at her, but she totally recognizes the look on her face. That realization. ]
I think that was around when I stopped looking for a way to get home. Actively, I mean.
(abby grunts. she's trying not to let how bothered she is show on her face, but she's fucking awful at it. there's a little furrow between her eyebrows.)
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I think that was around when I stopped looking for a way to get home. Actively, I mean.
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Yeah.
Guess that'll be me, soon.
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You'll go home eventually. Everyone does.
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Yeah. (she doesn't really want to talk about it anyway, so) What time is Bella due home?
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Sure. (she doesn't need movies, though. she's fine to collapse on clarisse's couch and just talk to her while she works on her big romantic meal.)