"I don't need his help, thanks," she says, a little bitterly, and slides
over to make room next to herself on the bed, like she's just daring him to
sit down.
But she lets out a sigh and shakes her head. "I guess I'm going to have to
spell it out for you. There is no Caitlin Snow. She's gone. That was
a pathetic facade I put up to try to be 'normal.' But you and I both know
there isn't any normal, right? It isn't fun."
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Re: Her cabin
Date: 2018-10-11 01:25 pm (UTC)"I don't need his help, thanks," she says, a little bitterly, and slides over to make room next to herself on the bed, like she's just daring him to sit down.
But she lets out a sigh and shakes her head. "I guess I'm going to have to spell it out for you. There is no Caitlin Snow. She's gone. That was a pathetic facade I put up to try to be 'normal.' But you and I both know there isn't any normal, right? It isn't fun."