Week 0: Sunday

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[She's back in her room after the execution, looking somewhat sick. Sharpay didn't mean anything to her. They weren't friends, they had barely spoken.

Rebecca was unaffected by knowing about her future execution on Saturday. After the fact, she looks shaky. It's different.

It's different when she has to watch somebody die.

She's curled up on their bed with the covers pulled over her head.]

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Maybe you just haven't met the right one yet?

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I've met so many people.

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Then none of them were the right one.

This isn't your fault.

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How can you just say that? You haven't known me that long!

2/2

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And I- I'm clearly unlovable. It just- It's never going to happen for me.

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I can't say you're clearly unlovable. I haven't known you for that long.

[ just saying. ]

But you're already trying to look out for me. You tried to comfort me. You're supportive. I don't think someone unlovable would be like that.

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That's what partners are supposed to do- I don't know. It's all confusing and I don't really know what I'm supposed to be doing- here or at home.

For so many years of my life I didn't even have friends. That's pathetic. I'm pathetic. God, why am I telling you all of this?

Just- Just forget I said it and ask a different question. This probably won't come up.

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I've only been alive for two years, so I... I'm not really very experienced with having friends, but I don't think you're pathetic.

But I do think maybe you should hold Sisi some more and rest for a bit. We can talk more later.

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[She goes back to hugging Sisi and burying her face in fur.]

I'll be... here. I guess.