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Old RP Narrative
"One day," John said after finding her in the blue corridor and leaning against the wall a bit. "I would like a conversation that doesn't feel like an argument."
Allison gave him a look, or rather a Look. Somewhere between annoyance and confusion with a dash of hurt. "We don't argue all the time." No one really went down this particular corridor, and she never really figured why.
Probably had something to do with the fact that it doesn't go anywhere. "We argue too much. We argue to cope." And Connor had finally gotten to the point where he didn't like it. Or at least he didn't trust it.
"Okay?"
"I don't want to do that anymore. I don't want to bicker with you to feel normal." What he was supposed to do about it, though...
"I don't know how to fix that."
"It doesn't bother you too?"
"I didn't say it didn't bother me."
"It'll take work," he said quietly. "It's not exactly a new thing." Meaning it wasn't just her that he argued with.
"No?"
"No. I argue because I don't think I can change anything, so that's how the frustration comes out."
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