[it's not the real monika. the real monika had shown her face back at therapy, huffing and puffing as she was broken down to her spare parts in front of everyone. throwing coffee in his face, storming off. even so, it wasn't intended to embarrass her, not really. and that's also the case now, as his tone returns to its usual sternness.]
I prefer the real you. Like I keep saying, you should stop pretending.
[and to quote that humdinger of a novel, he simply says:]
"Being alone doesn't mean being lonely." So you really don't need love at all.
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[it's not the real monika. the real monika had shown her face back at therapy, huffing and puffing as she was broken down to her spare parts in front of everyone. throwing coffee in his face, storming off. even so, it wasn't intended to embarrass her, not really. and that's also the case now, as his tone returns to its usual sternness.]
I prefer the real you. Like I keep saying, you should stop pretending.
[and to quote that humdinger of a novel, he simply says:]
"Being alone doesn't mean being lonely." So you really don't need love at all.