5th Fight - Stage 5

[nosoul_nomind]

[Barton hates the phone. But she doesn't know what else to do. There are some things that need to be said. Her voice is quiet, and as usual, monotone.]I... don't know if I want to leave this place. I hate it, but back home I had nothing. All I had done for the last thirty-five years is look for the man who ruined my life, and I was running out

Comments

[brbgoing2russia]

Oh my god.

Are you okay? What if they come for you?!

[nosoul_nomind]

I dunno. I feel... pretty weird, I guess.

I'll deal with that if it happens.

[brbgoing2russia]

Well, yeah. Spilling that kind of stuff out is pretty weird.

[nosoul_nomind]

I don't usually like talkin' so much. I can't tell if it's the town messin' with my head again, or... Or if was really time to get all that shit out there.

[brbgoing2russia]

Maybe it was a little bit of both.

[nosoul_nomind]

Maybe. I wonder if I'll feel better or somethin' now.