[ It doesn't make a lot of sense from an outside perspective, she supposes. ]
I think having them around and being reminded of her, of things from before might help me get over it all. Or, at least, make it easier to deal with. [ Considering last time she was confronted with having to think about that stuff it ended abysmally. ] Like... I don't know. Exposure therapy? [ Does he even know what that is? THIS IS HARD. ] The more I think about it, the less it affects me. That kind of thing.
So. Basically, yes, they make me sad. And I'm going to voluntarily make myself sad so that maybe after a while it won't be... as bad. I know it sounds dumb but it's the only thing I can think of to help me get passed some things because I'm, as you can probably tell by now, not the best at talking to people.
[ This is the most awkward request ever, good job Rose. ]
So I think I definitely made at least a few people sad enough recently to earn me some plants
[ She murdered her double in front of one and the proceeding meltdown probably inflicted a good amount of sorrow in him. The others her double tried to kill or eat, which they quickly learned was something she might have eventually done herself so... God, she hopes the betrayal of her friends' trust counts as 'genuine sadness.' If not, she's gonna be hard pressed to do anything worse herself for a while still.
Or maybe, actually, it'd be easier to just completely fuck over her relationships and hurt people instead of half-assing it. Who even knows anymore. ]
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[ It doesn't make a lot of sense from an outside perspective, she supposes. ]
I think having them around and being reminded of her, of things from before might help me get over it all. Or, at least, make it easier to deal with. [ Considering last time she was confronted with having to think about that stuff it ended abysmally. ] Like... I don't know. Exposure therapy? [ Does he even know what that is? THIS IS HARD. ] The more I think about it, the less it affects me. That kind of thing.
So. Basically, yes, they make me sad. And I'm going to voluntarily make myself sad so that maybe after a while it won't be... as bad. I know it sounds dumb but it's the only thing I can think of to help me get passed some things because I'm, as you can probably tell by now, not the best at talking to people.
[ This is the most awkward request ever, good job Rose. ]
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[Is what he has to say about that.]
Send me all the details and I'll get back to you with a payment.
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(That wasn't a compliment...) ]
You got it, dude!
[ A little while later, he'll receive an image file lovingly crafted by Rose herself. ]
If you have any more questions, I'll be happy to answer them!
(･ω<)☆
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Make two other people genuinely unhappy and you will have your plant.
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I definitely made at least a few people sad enough recently to earn me some plants
[ She murdered her double in front of one and the proceeding meltdown probably inflicted a good amount of sorrow in him. The others her double tried to kill or eat, which they quickly learned was something she might have eventually done herself so... God, she hopes the betrayal of her friends' trust counts as 'genuine sadness.' If not, she's gonna be hard pressed to do anything worse herself for a while still.
Or maybe, actually, it'd be easier to just completely fuck over her relationships and hurt people instead of half-assing it. Who even knows anymore. ]
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