thusia | (no subject)

No. You invaded our apartment and acted like you had some god-given right to say you should get to live there instead of the friends we wanted to bring in. You refused to leave no matter how much we explained. You were the one in the wrong.

How would you like it if I tried to insist on living in your apartment and wouldn't fucking leave no matter how much you said no? Don't act like you weren't wrong.

You know how much space is at a premium around here, and you were all wishy-washy 'well maaaaayyyybeeeee we'll invite some friends if they show up' and hoarding space to yourselves like you're more important than everybody else sleeping out in the hallway. We left when you used that space fairly instead of being greedy about it.

I did not say maybe you lying little bitch. Ask that boy of yours exactly what I said to him. I said we had people we were bringing in! There was never a maybe about it! He knows that!

Don't come back to our place until you've gotten your story straight you stupid fuck!

—Actually. No. Let's ask him together. You don't get to make shit up about me to him.

We're going now.

That's what I remember you saying! And if that's not what you meant, you should've been more clear!

Your memory is obviously fucked. Where's that boy stay?

We're in apartment H. Look, if Kidale says it wasn't a maybe, I'll apologise to you. But if I apologise to you, you've gotta apologise to me and we'll clear things off between us. Fair?

So you want me to apologize for getting pissed off if it turns out that you were wrong and treated my entire apartment like the scum of the earth? How's that fair?

If we were both wrong, we were both wrong. You don't get to treat someone else like shit and get away with it.

So let's get this straight. If I misunderstood something you said and then treated you and anyone connected to you like absolute shit, spread fake rumors about you that could get you killed, and in general was a worthless fucking bitch about the whole thing . . . and you got pissed off about all that. You would apologize to me over any of it if I apologized first?

Don't make me fucking laugh. And don't lie and say you would.

I said we needed to work together and your friend hit me in the face for it. There's no way to misunderstand that.

And nothing I said was gonna get you killed. Just left alone. Jesus you're blowing it out of proportion.

And I'm not fucking worthless. If we're gonna talk this shit out we're gonna do it without insulting each other.

You're blaming me for something my sister did now.

And you just don't understand what the people here are like. I've lived with some of them for a year. Being known as crazy and dangerous gets you killed. Maybe you're fucking ignorant about it, but it doesn't make it not true just because you haven't lived through anything like that.

You didn't answer my question. Would you or would you not apologize after someone ran with a misunderstanding and painted you to look like a crazy fuck who posed a threat to people here?

You're talking about why I said things about your whole apartment, she's part of your whole apartment.

And honestly I don't know. I guess you're kind of right. But I'd have to think about it. If they were really trying to make things right but they were really upset about what I did to get back at them for it, I might, if they apologised to me first about starting the whole thing.

So you blamed the whole apartment for something she did. Allen, Link, Zel? People who never did a fucking thing to you.

Aa, but you haven't been trying to make things right. You've been stamping your precious little foot insisting that I'm wrong, that everyone in my apartment is horrible, that I'm horrible even after I tried to save your goddamn life . . . I don't see any reason I should apologize to you.

You've been nothing but mean to me except for when I fainted. But now I'm trying to talk it out with you and come to an agreement, aren't I? I'm even offering to apologise first.

That still doesn't mean I have anything to apologize for. . . . Except scaring you back then, and I already apologized for that.

You're just upset that you aren't getting things exactly your way.

Edited 2012-02-03 23:29 (UTC)

[Bingo, Scowl, bingo. See keywords.]

You've been mean to me other times. And you didn't even stop your sister when she hit me, or tell her she was wrong or anything.

I just want you to stop being mean to me.

. . . We're done talking until we find that guy.

[Sigh.]

He's around here somewhere. I'm just trying to make things right between us, but I don't want to get walked all over, either.

You're the one trying to walk all over me.

I just don't want you to keep being mean to me. Is that really so much to ask?

It is when your idea of not being mean is to smile and simper and be at your fucking beck and call no matter what shit you've done to me or my friends because you're "such a nice person."

I don't expect you to be at my beck and call. I just expect you to be reasonable. I won't talk shit about you, you ask your friends to promise not to hit me again. If you get assigned a 'give something to every apartment' thing, we'll take it, if I get assigned the same, you'll take it, cause that's fair.

You shouldn't be talking shit about me in the first place. The fact that you'll do it if I don't agree means you're not a nice person.

[Becca: 0 | Scowl: OVER 9000]

[Not that Becca realises this.]

I'm only doing it cause you guys are making me. If you guys didn't do bad things to me, I wouldn't tell people you guys do bad things. It's only fair that they know you do bad things to people.