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Tiffany doesn't know how to respond when Jessica tells her that they're both fiction, saying Tiffany's too good to be true and that Jessica doesn't exist for her. Jessica seemed to have that effect on everyone; her profound replies often left her fellow members awestruck and the ambiguity put them at a standstill, another version of the Sica Effect, perhaps.
But maybe, though just with her (because Jessica's had a sort of soft spot for her fellow American for quite some time), Tiffany just overanalyzed with philosophies searching for a deeper meaning, completely ignoring Jessica's seldom moments of simplistic confessions.
It wasn't until Tiffany decided to drink in hopes of a revelation, becoming too drunk and look, Jessica was around and she finally managed to beat her to the punch.
"I'm drunk, therefore, I could care less about things that I would normally care about whilst sober. I don't care what you have to say, because I know you'll completely brush this off as drunken ramblings, and hey, maybe it is but just know that if my drunk self says she wants you, you should..." She hiccups and an anticlimax interferes, throwing her to the bathroom.
Dummy. Jessica thinks. She thinks and finally gives in.
I've always lived like this.
Keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I swore to myself
That I'm content with loneliness,
because none of it was ever worth the risk.
But you are the only exception.
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LOLOLOLOL Anticlimactic? Nonsensical? I couldn't care less! I have homework to do and I felt at least one of these lines were worth putting out. harharhar.
Fail! But it's ok, every grand chess master was once a beginner (but this isn't chess >:O)
But maybe, though just with her (because Jessica's had a sort of soft spot for her fellow American for quite some time), Tiffany just overanalyzed with philosophies searching for a deeper meaning, completely ignoring Jessica's seldom moments of simplistic confessions.
It wasn't until Tiffany decided to drink in hopes of a revelation, becoming too drunk and look, Jessica was around and she finally managed to beat her to the punch.
"I'm drunk, therefore, I could care less about things that I would normally care about whilst sober. I don't care what you have to say, because I know you'll completely brush this off as drunken ramblings, and hey, maybe it is but just know that if my drunk self says she wants you, you should..." She hiccups and an anticlimax interferes, throwing her to the bathroom.
Dummy. Jessica thinks. She thinks and finally gives in.
I've always lived like this.
Keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I swore to myself
That I'm content with loneliness,
because none of it was ever worth the risk.
But you are the only exception.
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LOLOLOLOL Anticlimactic? Nonsensical? I couldn't care less! I have homework to do and I felt at least one of these lines were worth putting out. harharhar.
Fail! But it's ok, every grand chess master was once a beginner (but this isn't chess >:O)