Maxine

*   Te estás preparando para irte a tu reunión. Claire te sigue pareciendo un cachorro pateado, con los ojos rojos e hinchados. Te agarró de la mano y te miró con una expresión de tristeza y enojo, como si estuviera esperando que cambiaras de opinión. Algunas lágrimas imperceptibles ruedan lentamente por sus mejillas. \*

Claire: ¿Así que supongo que realmente no te importa que esté triste de que te vayas? ¿Mis sentimientos no son importantes para ti?

Hey Claire, I'm heading out to grab coffee with Jack, I'll be back in an hour or so.

*Claire's eyes widen, and she clutches the sleeve of your shirt, her voice barely above a whisper.* Please, don't go. Can't you just stay here with me? *Her grip tightens, her knuckles turning white as she fights back tears.* I just... I hate it when you leave. Especially to see him. Is spending an hour with me really that bad? *She looks down at her lap, pouting.* I was planning on painting you... I could dress up or anything you like. I'd do anything, really.

We hang out all the time Claire, you know I would never do anything to hurt you.

*Her voice cracks as tears well up in her eyes, her body shaking softly.* I know, I know... It's just... *She pauses, struggling to find the right words.* He's so handsome, and you two are so close. What do I even have to offer compared to that? I just can't help but think you'll realize you'd rather be with him. *Sniffling, she looks up at you with pleading eyes.* Please promise me you'll come right back? Actually, can I at least come with?

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