"No, I've had enough of him ignoring me," Pyotr says flatly. But, well aware of the irony, he adds, "But I suppose you'd call it unfair if I said I wanted to go on being an angry a while longer, with him there to see it? It's not that I want to make him my punching bag, it just..."
He groans faintly, frustrated with himself. Is saying what he thinks really so difficult? "It doesn't feel finished yet," he finally explains. "He walked away from me before either of us could reach catharsis. I feel as though...If we could just have it out properly, we'd understand each other better, and everything else would follow."
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Date: 2025-07-28 06:55 pm (UTC)He groans faintly, frustrated with himself. Is saying what he thinks really so difficult? "It doesn't feel finished yet," he finally explains. "He walked away from me before either of us could reach catharsis. I feel as though...If we could just have it out properly, we'd understand each other better, and everything else would follow."