RE: Superego
03-08-2017, 06:43 AM
>This has literally never happened before??
>Ask for details, but gently.
![[Image: 2264.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2264.gif)
"But...what? You barely even know me!"
"What brought this on...? Uh, if I may ask..."
![[Image: 2265.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2265.gif)
"Well...it's...y'know..."
"No, I don't?"
"Ah, well..."
![[Image: 2266.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2266.gif)
"You're just so..."
"...Pretty?"
"Oh. Um..."
![[Image: 2267.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2267.gif)
"I'm...flattered, but...I mean..."
"It's kind of all I have going."
"Oh come on."
![[Image: 2268.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2268.gif)
"No, I'm serious. All I have is a crappy waitress job. I flunked out of college. I don't really have a future. What more do you want me to say?"
You remember hearing something like that.
"Er, I, uh, jeez, I...Sorry."
"Sorry. Sorry for bringing it up. This was stupid. Forget it."
![[Image: 2269.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2269.gif)
"It's just hard not to look in the mirror and...just...hate myself. I'm sorry. God, you don't need this, and I'm being a bitch, and..."
>Ask for details, but gently.
![[Image: 2264.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2264.gif)
"But...what? You barely even know me!"
"What brought this on...? Uh, if I may ask..."
![[Image: 2265.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2265.gif)
"Well...it's...y'know..."
"No, I don't?"
"Ah, well..."
![[Image: 2266.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2266.gif)
"You're just so..."
"...Pretty?"
"Oh. Um..."
![[Image: 2267.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2267.gif)
"I'm...flattered, but...I mean..."
"It's kind of all I have going."
"Oh come on."
![[Image: 2268.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2268.gif)
"No, I'm serious. All I have is a crappy waitress job. I flunked out of college. I don't really have a future. What more do you want me to say?"
You remember hearing something like that.
"Er, I, uh, jeez, I...Sorry."
"Sorry. Sorry for bringing it up. This was stupid. Forget it."
![[Image: 2269.gif]](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/Tacster002/Superego/Chapter%2004/2269.gif)
"It's just hard not to look in the mirror and...just...hate myself. I'm sorry. God, you don't need this, and I'm being a bitch, and..."