It's just.. I think that if I'd be in that position, I'd be longing for something more if I knew it was out there. I don't think I could stand staring at the same four walls for too long.
I suppose that is because we are not the same person, is that not the case? Personally, I do not mind the same walls, because there is nothing similar about them at all. Each day brings something different, and I treasured them.
But I am not the same as I was one year ago. If it were up to me now, I would not have stayed, because I know now that I can leave, that marriage is not the only way.
Yeah, we're just about as far apart as you can get.
[ She'll admit that one, at least.. especially when the other girl can't even understand something as important as attraction that's going on constantly in Minako's life. ]
At least you're out of your castle now. Even if it's just thanks to the Landlord.
[She was kind of too preoccupied with her quest to save the country to notice something like attraction. She has terrible priorities, obviously.]
There is that, at least. Although I hardly think I would thank him. Perhaps the next time he gives us gifts.
[She'd use that opportunity to send him back his cookies, bottles, keys or macarons or whatever he sends her. Have fun simultaneously growing bunny ears, sticking to walls, speaking in Yiddish and falling in love with a zombie NPC, Landlord.]
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But I am not the same as I was one year ago. If it were up to me now, I would not have stayed, because I know now that I can leave, that marriage is not the only way.
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[ She'll admit that one, at least.. especially when the other girl can't even understand something as important as attraction that's going on constantly in Minako's life. ]
At least you're out of your castle now. Even if it's just thanks to the Landlord.
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There is that, at least. Although I hardly think I would thank him. Perhaps the next time he gives us gifts.
[She'd use that opportunity to send him back his cookies, bottles, keys or macarons or whatever he sends her. Have fun simultaneously growing bunny ears, sticking to walls, speaking in Yiddish and falling in love with a zombie NPC, Landlord.]