You said invaded, right? Might be one of the last times that happens.
Right.
Don't say that. It must be worse for you. That's what everyone says after they find out something they don't like.
Jesus Christ.
It's not something that can be hashed out in a few hours, man. Can you be quiet for a minute? Of course I can't. No, not yet. The feeling of being invaded.
Why not?
Don't say that! Don't even talk about it.
We should have left well enough alone.
I keep thinking, like, it would be better to end it all. Not with what we found. How long are they going to take? But it's not like that. Everything I am. You know what they'll say.
It is me. It's over. It'll take time.
You're germophobic, right?
Did you get a reply? We shouldn't have looked. You too. I doubt anyone's going to be talking about anything else anymore.
I feel sick.
