[ he's quiet, stewing in the memory a moment. in the brief silence, a voice in a memory speaks.
"Do you want to win? ...Did you know, too? That we were never going to win by having the highest coolness and swimability. But it was a game that I was having fun playing."
"I knew. But I was having fun too." ]
I wish friendship was enough. [ that teamwork and camaraderie and innocently avoiding the inevitable was enough, alone. but even so, ] It still means something, though.
I'd been going to him for help. Because he knew the monster inside of me had taken control. But he ended up getting killed, because he was helping me...
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"Do you want to win? ...Did you know, too? That we were never going to win by having the highest coolness and swimability. But it was a game that I was having fun playing."
"I knew. But I was having fun too." ]
I wish friendship was enough. [ that teamwork and camaraderie and innocently avoiding the inevitable was enough, alone. but even so, ] It still means something, though.
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I'd been going to him for help. Because he knew the monster inside of me had taken control. But he ended up getting killed, because he was helping me...
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But it doesn't sound like he regretted helping you. More like... he was disappointed he couldn't help you more.