015 ❖ nope nope not telling you about feelings

[noluckduck]

[Phone]

Uh. Sorry for bein' an asshole the past week or so. I mean, yeah, everyone was actin' weird, but-

[But she feels she has to apologise for being so unnecessarily awful, even if everyone knows why she was acting that way. Because, when she thinks about it, she gets the feeling whatever happened to make her like that couldn't have been that significant.

When she thinks about it, she wasn't even acting that different.]

... But hey. Don't want anybody thinkin' I just go around beatin' people up for kicks and pickin' on little kids. I ain't like that.

Unless ya deserve it. Like... like What's-His-Face. Dude who's always bein' totally fuckin' creepy on the phone, all "Ooo, but are you sure about your truuue seeeeelves?" That guy.

He's a dick.


[Action: Mayfield High]

[Maybe you're sitting close to Clo in class and you see her glancing away from whatever she's supposed to be doing to look at a picture. Or maybe you see her pacing through a hallway and that same picture slips out of her books.

Either way, the picture is a photo of Clover and another girl who looks just a couple of years younger. They must get along pretty well, by sheer virtue of the fact that the girl is standing inches away from her, with her arms around her shoulder, and Clover isn't even scowling. She's more... smiling? Er, no. Smirking? Maybe...

ANYWAY. Snoop?

> Yes
> No]

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[noluckduck]

Shit. Listen... I was just bein' a jerk!

[kinship]

There's no need to explain, I understand.

[noluckduck]

... Ya sure? Ya sounded kinda...

[kinship]

I'm certain, Miss Duck, think no more about it.

[He's the epitome of polite neutrality.]

[noluckduck]

Man, don't call me that.

[kinship]

What else should I call you?

[noluckduck]

... Clover, maybe?

[kinship]

Aren't first names usually reserved for friends?

[noluckduck]

Ca-- Come on! I wasn't bein' myself!

[kinship]

How can I be sure this is your true self and not an act?

[noluckduck]

'Cause... Why would I be fakin' it? Come on!

[kinship]

Why would you have been faking disliking me either? How am I to know which I should trust?

[noluckduck]

I wasn't-- fuck, I mean...

[There's a lengthy pause.]

Somethin' was wrong with my memories, alright? But I'm back to normal now!

[kinship]

[He wants to believe this is true, but so many of his friends seem different recently, how can he be sure?]

...and you really want to be my friend?

[noluckduck]

Yeah!

[Clover would say more - because I'm not a jerk, because you keep helping me, come on, come on - but she has this feeling she doesn't get very often.

She has this feeling she might be sticking her foot further and further into her mouth.]

[kinship]

[He's silent for a long moment, conflicted. In the end it's the overarching plan that overrides the hurt (and the fact he genuinely wants to believe her) and he's sighing into the line.]

...I still want to be your friend too, Clover.

[noluckduck]

Didn't sound like it.

-- I mean... Fffuh. Don't take that the wrong way, 'kay? Ya kinda caught me off-guard.

[kinship]

[He almost retorted, but stopped himself just in time. They were even now, they had hurt each other just a little, and now was the time to put it to rest.]

It's alright, I'm just glad we're still friends.