[Crap. You know, Big Girl? You really are too smart sometimes. Here Vash was really hoping he'd just get a lecture on getting a hangover until that last bit.
But it's been a long, long night. And there's so little that he can think of to say to that anymore. He clutches his pillow tighter to his face, not wanting her to see the tears that begin welling up anew and to try to muffle the sobs he can feel trying to escape his throat.
He can't be forgiven. Not for something like that. Why can't people understand that?]
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But it's been a long, long night. And there's so little that he can think of to say to that anymore. He clutches his pillow tighter to his face, not wanting her to see the tears that begin welling up anew and to try to muffle the sobs he can feel trying to escape his throat.
He can't be forgiven. Not for something like that. Why can't people understand that?]