"I'm not sure I know how to take that," she admitted. "American. Honestly."
It was enough of a distraction from the conversation at hand, something to clear her head and bolster herself back up with. "Were you close?"
She wasn't quite sure how to feel if the answer was yes. On one hand, it was a version of herself. On the other, it wasn't her, and she still remembered the fury and disappointment she'd felt when she spotted Steve in some other woman's arms.
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Date: 2011-11-17 06:55 am (UTC)It was enough of a distraction from the conversation at hand, something to clear her head and bolster herself back up with. "Were you close?"
She wasn't quite sure how to feel if the answer was yes. On one hand, it was a version of herself. On the other, it wasn't her, and she still remembered the fury and disappointment she'd felt when she spotted Steve in some other woman's arms.