[The uncertainty is worse than anything. Now that she's sobering up she's kind of really wishing she had just stuffed the stupid damn NV under her couch and watched TV all night, but what can you do.]
[Purposely not answering Mary's "I don't know". Because she didn't know either. But between what Rochelle did know about what's been happening with Mary, it wasn't too hard to guess how balls of a time she was having.]
I know this is kind of shitty inspirational speech to give right now, but a couple months ago Nick and I got in a really bad fight too. I kicked him out and told him I never wanted to see him again. A few weeks after that we talked it out. [A pause, before she snorted.] Well, more like he talked and I was just pissed, but. We worked it out. I know I don't know a hell of a lot about you and John, but if me and a cranky, candyassed suit-wearing gambler con artist can have as big a fight as we did and still make it? Maybe you guys I can do the same.
[Mary's generally mum about the nature of her deepest marital problems, mainly because A: they're nobody's business and 2: she's just figuring out what some of them are. Still, Rochelle's speech is sweet.]
Maybe. I don't know what your fight with Nick would have been about, but... maybe.
[It's clear from her tone that she doesn't believe it. That there's something much, much deeper wrong than just one fight. And Mary is a very good liar, so things like that don't get into her voice unless she starts dropping her defenses on purpose.]
Ugh. It was--it was about what we even were as a couple. We didn't outright talk about it until we blew up in each other's faces. He talked like he just wanted to be friends with benefits, so I thought he was just playing me for sex.
[The explanation wouldn't be entirely relevant to what Rochelle was trying to say, she knew. But she also knew Mary deserved some honesty.
She didn't need an explanation for Mary's tone. But she wouldn't push it this time, but she would say this:] It's gonna be okay, Mary.
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[How bad of a liar is she? The MOST bad! At least right now.]
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Mary. Is that really what you're gonna try on me?
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[And a little drunk okok ;_; ]
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Mary, you're worrying the hell out of me. What happened?
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It's John, he's gone. -Not from the city, just. From here.
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If I can ask, are you guys...? [Done.]
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[The uncertainty is worse than anything. Now that she's sobering up she's kind of really wishing she had just stuffed the stupid damn NV under her couch and watched TV all night, but what can you do.]
It's been a really bad week.
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[Purposely not answering Mary's "I don't know". Because she didn't know either. But between what Rochelle did know about what's been happening with Mary, it wasn't too hard to guess how balls of a time she was having.]
I know this is kind of shitty inspirational speech to give right now, but a couple months ago Nick and I got in a really bad fight too. I kicked him out and told him I never wanted to see him again. A few weeks after that we talked it out. [A pause, before she snorted.] Well, more like he talked and I was just pissed, but. We worked it out. I know I don't know a hell of a lot about you and John, but if me and a cranky, candyassed suit-wearing gambler con artist can have as big a fight as we did and still make it? Maybe you guys I can do the same.
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Maybe. I don't know what your fight with Nick would have been about, but... maybe.
[It's clear from her tone that she doesn't believe it. That there's something much, much deeper wrong than just one fight. And Mary is a very good liar, so things like that don't get into her voice unless she starts dropping her defenses on purpose.]
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[The explanation wouldn't be entirely relevant to what Rochelle was trying to say, she knew. But she also knew Mary deserved some honesty.
She didn't need an explanation for Mary's tone. But she wouldn't push it this time, but she would say this:] It's gonna be okay, Mary.
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