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Chapter 19; Voice for John
[[She'd been debating it all evening, and well into the early morning.
Dave was gone.
They had left off on a poor note, her infuriated with him and him not making things any better, but...
"...It was still Dave," she reminded herself.
He was still Dave. They were still friends. And even if she was mad, even if she could confidently say 'he can go die for all I care', it still hurt. It still worried her. Because really? She didn't want him to die. As insufferable as he was...
...he was still her friend.
That fact finally, at three in the morning, pushed her to pick up her Pokegear, dialing in John's number, hoping he'd pick up.
When he does, she's silent for a moment.]]
...John?
Dave was gone.
They had left off on a poor note, her infuriated with him and him not making things any better, but...
"...It was still Dave," she reminded herself.
He was still Dave. They were still friends. And even if she was mad, even if she could confidently say 'he can go die for all I care', it still hurt. It still worried her. Because really? She didn't want him to die. As insufferable as he was...
...he was still her friend.
That fact finally, at three in the morning, pushed her to pick up her Pokegear, dialing in John's number, hoping he'd pick up.
When he does, she's silent for a moment.]]
...John?
