I simply showed my face to you and you act all cold towards me. As if me being in a relationship with anyone else but you is going to kill you. You know, you’ve been acting so fucking selfish recently it just, it just gets on my nerves!
Free of charge. Figure it out because I’m done explaining myself to someone who only cares about themselves. Be over our friendship, it doesn’t affect me one bit. Do you hear yourself? Everything you’ve said revolves around you: “I” and “me.” You saving my life is what brought us down. I told you you should’ve let me fucking die, I’d be rid of this godforsaken island and I’d be with my goddamn fucking daughter once and for all. Fuck, goodbye. Forever.
The day I learn to cook a simple meal without leaving the kitchen looking like a war zone will be a monumental day indeed.
I’ll be sure to get the camera ready.
Thanks Roxie. We can talk about…sports?
Sure, you can grab the cups.
You’re very welcome. Sports? Sounds good. How about volleyball? Do you play any sports?
Awesome, cups? You got it.
Yeah… yeah, a joke. It was just a joke…. totally a joke.
You’re a terrible liar. What’s wrong Linds? Because you totally weren’t joking….
You say it’s tiring but you’re the one starting shit. I’m only acting this way because of you and your attitude.
Don’t think you’re getting away free of charge. You know damn well I’m not the only to blame for your unhappiness. Oh really? You never regretted it? Not even once? Think about that. Won’t see you around, bye.
I didn’t start anything this time? I simply was trying to be polite and get out of your way, you were the one who had to be a asshole.
Free of charge? What? What is wrong with you. I’m so over our friendship, it’s like it never happened. I never regretted meeting you that very first day on Helios. When we were roommates, when you kissed me, when you forgot who I was, or that time when I saved your life. I never regret any of that. It just took me some time to see who you really are. Don’t plan on seeing you either. Goodbye.
Just…it’s nothing. Uh—how are you? Should I make us something to drink…tea? Hot chocolate? Koolaid?
It’s totally something, Oliver. But it’s okay, we don’t have to talk about it. We can talk about other things….like, music, sports, puppies.
Tea sounds lovely, thank you. Can I help?
And to think I thought of you as my best friend. My bad.
Really? It’s extremely exhausting..this whole fighting with you. It’s getting old.
Even though you hurt me, I never once regretted calling you my best friend. Now I see where you stand. Now, if you excuse me, I’ll be leaving. Goodbye, Michael.
Are you seriously not over it?
Wow, rude. But your face didn’t have to tell me twice.
Oh. I guess I won’t for long, then…sorry.
The whole thing, getting out of bed, putting on decent clothes, washing your hair, putting on make up, putting on shoes, walking out and smiling, it’s all overrated, don’t you think?
Linds…are you, alright? You’re sounding a bit off your rocker…please tell me that was a joke?