Re: Gotham: Sam & Liam
[She didn't bother telling him that getting out wasn't all that fucking great, not when everything you knew was here. She didn't think he needed any other downers tonight, yeah? And the reality that people here were worth all this fucked up shit that would never stop? That wasn't exactly cheery or anything.
But she knew what he described next, that feeling that someone could care about you and still want you to gtfo because shit was too hard. She got that, and she couldn't argue with him, even though she was pretty sure she was supposed to say some uplifting shit about how he was wrong about other people being better off without fucked-up people in their lives. But she couldn't. Her brother was dead because of her, and she couldn't say Liam was wrong. She felt like that all the fucking time now.]
Yeah. I feel that way a lot too. [She motioned to a parked cab on the corner.] Let's take that up, yeah? My fucking feet hurt, and I can make him cool about the wings.