[Oh my god, he's so clingy. She dutifully takes hold of his arm again once they're in the store, petting him a little to soothe his poor feelings of abandonment.]
Don't be sad, oh my god. It's fine. [She doesn't really know how to deal with pity, it's weird and she doesn't like it.] Now I roll around on piles of money for fun, I turned out okay.
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Don't be sad, oh my god. It's fine. [She doesn't really know how to deal with pity, it's weird and she doesn't like it.] Now I roll around on piles of money for fun, I turned out okay.