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Who do you think you're fooling? [Closed]
Wanda had recently been released by GLaDOS. It had taken a while to get her bearings again, especially after witnessing Punishment (GLaDOS had been considerate enough to display it on a monitor while she was running mazes). That would need to be dealt with but right now she was more concerned with the welfare of another crew member. One she had hoped would come to his senses on his own without outside interference. Her hopes had been misplaced. Not altogether unexpected, considering his predecessor's great skill in sulking.
Wanda entered the precinct, made her way to the brig, and folded her arms. She, and others, had tried being polite. It was time to take off the gloves.
"Get out."
Wanda entered the precinct, made her way to the brig, and folded her arms. She, and others, had tried being polite. It was time to take off the gloves.
"Get out."
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What would it take to make her go away? He did not want to talk about this. He did not even want to think about this.
"[I don't want to talk about it,]" he said, barely noticing that contractions had somehow slipped into his speech. "[This is stupid.]"
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"[It still hurts,]" he whispered, almost without wanting to. "[I can't make it stop.]"
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