A break?
A day off.
From me? The only person who actually doesn't try to keep you sick, to bring you out of your comfort zone but keep you well within a safe environment so you can make some improvement? You always fight it, Bridget but deep down you know better. You're always going to struggle against that regression. They set you up to depend on them for everything-
There's nothing wrong with that- (also? He lies.)
When it turns out like this, yes, there is something deeply wrong with it.
Don't bite the hand that feeds you, Sam-
I'm not. I'm trying to help you, Bridge. I'm in the most precarious place of all trying to balance my job with our relationship-
Have a good day at work. I can't do it. I don't want to talk now. He is older, more experienced and has more miles on him than Jacob ever will and yet when he says the same words it destroys my resolve and I don't want to work on anything. Don't want to be anything. And I certainly don't want to remember anything about life before the Collective all assembled in one place for good.
Though I keep saying it's not for good and every single time I am corrected.
(It is, Bridge.)
(Don't worry, Neamhchiontach.)
(We're not going anywhere.)
Would you go back and change it if you could? Joel asks over coffee, hashbrowns, bacon and eggs that got cold because this restaurant doesn't warm the plates in the oven before putting the food on them so that everything stays hot longer. I try to make butternauts and they don't form properly, butter blobs laying every which way on my plate. What a mess. What a fucking mess.
Change what?
Being raised by wolves.
No.
You sure you don't want to think about that?
I have. And the answer is still no.
Then why won't you listen to them when they ask you to stay home?
I shrug. I'm stubborn...and...
And?
Maybe I'm helping them get over their fears too. So we can all be better people.
A day off.
From me? The only person who actually doesn't try to keep you sick, to bring you out of your comfort zone but keep you well within a safe environment so you can make some improvement? You always fight it, Bridget but deep down you know better. You're always going to struggle against that regression. They set you up to depend on them for everything-
There's nothing wrong with that- (also? He lies.)
When it turns out like this, yes, there is something deeply wrong with it.
Don't bite the hand that feeds you, Sam-
I'm not. I'm trying to help you, Bridge. I'm in the most precarious place of all trying to balance my job with our relationship-
Have a good day at work. I can't do it. I don't want to talk now. He is older, more experienced and has more miles on him than Jacob ever will and yet when he says the same words it destroys my resolve and I don't want to work on anything. Don't want to be anything. And I certainly don't want to remember anything about life before the Collective all assembled in one place for good.
Though I keep saying it's not for good and every single time I am corrected.
(It is, Bridge.)
(Don't worry, Neamhchiontach.)
(We're not going anywhere.)
Would you go back and change it if you could? Joel asks over coffee, hashbrowns, bacon and eggs that got cold because this restaurant doesn't warm the plates in the oven before putting the food on them so that everything stays hot longer. I try to make butternauts and they don't form properly, butter blobs laying every which way on my plate. What a mess. What a fucking mess.
Change what?
Being raised by wolves.
No.
You sure you don't want to think about that?
I have. And the answer is still no.
Then why won't you listen to them when they ask you to stay home?
I shrug. I'm stubborn...and...
And?
Maybe I'm helping them get over their fears too. So we can all be better people.