Pansy frowned at that and stood up, grabbing his arm. She dragged him out into the hallway and frowned at him. "What is your problem? Why do you get so mad when I tell you the truth?"
She shook her head. "I love you, Thoreau. And the only way we're going to get past this is if you just accept that things turned out this way because that's how they're supposed to be."
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