Look at you, Peggy, I would have had to've been an idiot not to.
"I can believe that," I reply quietly, then sit back and run my hand briefly over the back of my neck.
"I'm-" I make a small, barely audible frustrated sound, dropping my hand and smearing graphite somewhere, because there's a streak of it across my palm.
"I'm not him, Peggy. I'm sorry. I wish I were." For her sake, at least. I hope she doesn't find me disappointing by comparison.
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Date: 2011-11-17 08:00 am (UTC)"I can believe that," I reply quietly, then sit back and run my hand briefly over the back of my neck.
"I'm-" I make a small, barely audible frustrated sound, dropping my hand and smearing graphite somewhere, because there's a streak of it across my palm.
"I'm not him, Peggy. I'm sorry. I wish I were." For her sake, at least. I hope she doesn't find me disappointing by comparison.