[ she considers just leaving him on read, but after a bit, she changes her mind.
besides, she's not mad at him, per se. just frustrated. maybe a little insecure, in the fallout of learning about solo's upcoming visit. he always leaves her feeling like she has to prove herself. ]
i still want to go out to dinner with you and tomorrow will be too busy
[ and that's it, for a minute or two, while daisy stares into space and wills herself to let go of the stupid anxious energy that's been bubbling up in her head. she doesn't want to fight about it. ]
i love you.
[ they don't say it often, not explicitly. when they do, it means something. ]
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[ she's just sitting on the couch drumming her fingers against the armrest. waiting. very patiently. ]
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[ maybe in a few decades. ]
Woman means companion. Partner. Person I care about.
[ D I F F E R E N T. ]
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[ THEY'RE THE SAME ]
people in this century call that their girlfriend
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Does the terminology really matter? He knows what you are to me and you know what you are to me.
[ you better know. ]
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this is why he thinks i'm your secretary
[ she's not addressing it. tell her. ]
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He does not think that because he knows, unlike some people, what I mean when I say who you are to me.
[ calm down there, bucko. ]
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[ stares in russian........... ]
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I know. That does not change the fact that you are not my secretary and he knows that.
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[ abruptly changes the subject ]
are you coming home for dinner?
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[ he saw that subject change, daisy. ]
are you?
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[ because you owe her one ]
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[ he...could he supposes but picking something up was just easier. ]
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[ still technically easier. ish. this is what he gets for not telling solo the truth. ]
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[ what had he done wrong? ]
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that's not what i am and it's bullshit for you to tell someone that
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[ what? ]
I have never thought that of you.
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besides, she's not mad at him, per se. just frustrated. maybe a little insecure, in the fallout of learning about solo's upcoming visit. he always leaves her feeling like she has to prove herself. ]
i still want to go out to dinner with you
and tomorrow will be too busy
[ what's tOMORROW ]
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[ and his mood mirrors her in that he feels himself getting frustrated as well, unsure why she'd think that he'd ever think of her in that way. ]
And tomorrow will be busy.
[ he repeats what she's typed though it takes him a moment to remember why. yes, that's...he's going to have to make sure to make that a good day. ]
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[ and that's it, for a minute or two, while daisy stares into space and wills herself to let go of the stupid anxious energy that's been bubbling up in her head. she doesn't want to fight about it. ]
i love you.
[ they don't say it often, not explicitly. when they do, it means something. ]
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[ a sentiment that he couldn't foresee changing for a long, long time. ]
I'll be there soon.