"I have a good life.
I've wonderful friends.
I've got more money than I know what to do with
I've managed to help out a few people.
I manage to beat a disease that some never recover from... no less acknowledge.
π π‘ππ―π π π π¨π¨π π₯π’ππ."
( her eyes wallowed with tears, following this explanation. she had never wanted to believe it, and yet, could tell it wasnβt a lie either. )
β¦ okay.
Hey! That gives me an idea. Iβm sure the rest of the girls would agree to this, but how we celebrate it together? Have our own prom at the lab?
Iβm sure Bobbi wonβt mind!
i already did! donβt worry.
(got suspended a lot.)
celebrating anything with them feels super weird. but at the same timeβ i was dead for years and came back. so, iβm behind in lifeβ¦ so wanting to celebrate makes sense, right?
just donβt want to do it with them