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she said. “ So you’re saying you haven’t found one in this whole organization?” Mr. Edgecombe asked surprised. “Yep,” she said. “ And now don’t say I resemble my mom.” “ You know I will,” Mr. Edgecombe laughed.” Well, find one fast.”

Nothing else matters. ***

different ***

she mumbles Well I didn’t see that coming

Comparison doesn’t always come from envy. Sometimes it comes from proximity. Watching other lives unfold alongside yours—milestones announced, timelines checked off, certainty performed in public—has a way of stirring quiet questions. Are we behind? Are we late? Are we doing this wrong? The world loves visible progress. Engagements. Promotions. Announcements wrapped in captions that imply arrival. And even though I know better, comparison still tries to enter through the side door. It doesn’t shout. It suggests.

The kind that said I’m not offended, please don’t feel awkward, everything is fine, I promise I’m not crying inside. But maybe I was… “I don’t know,” I said lightly. “When I meet the right person, I suppose.” Polite. Acceptable. Non-confrontational. My aunt nodded, satisfied, but only temporarily. These questions were never one-and-done. They came in layers, like an onion of judgment. “Well,” she added, “you’re not getting any younger, love.” Ah. There it was. The follow-up punch.

I also feel the same way. "We can't do that." Maze finally said and I nodded to agree. "We can't simply propose to them the subtypes of schizophrenia without differentiating every subtypes from each other. We might inflict confusion if we do that." Maze explained and I couldn't agree more. I'm also amazed on how he explain things to Mac. It's understandable. It only shows that he's good at this which also proves that Maze is a fucking big brain. And I must admit, that when the first time I met him, he never failed to amaze me. And piss me off sometimes. But that's a bit manageable, I guess. But of course, I have to show off. I can't let him think that I'm just a stupid player. I can be smart

Connor the con was already enough competition. *****************************************

Jamiel doesn't see that coming on the way,she was awestruck too, she wasn't expecting that,Anger was clearly written on the opponents face. Crystal couldn't just imagined someone disrupting her one time chance with Damien. She couldn't resist the urge not to fight, not after seeing Damien's reaction. Her two little bunnies stood behind her seeing the J's group are ready for a fight too. They jumped on each other turning the party into a fight