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I.. - -I really don’t like how this is going. You should take those pillows ‘n.. build a fort. A nice, comfortable fort. Vacate in there for a while until you feel better. — Do.. you wanna talk about it? I.. gee.

That’s a lot of responsibility to be put on a — well, now, single.. and windowed, mother. — Scratch the pillow idea, alright? I.. — I’ll think of something else. Just, don’t off with yourself — I.. mean like, really. 

That’s.. — no. You shouldn’t want to abandon your kid. Who’s telling you this?

—— —Do you need to talk about something? I.. — Colin, suicide is never the answer.

You’re right. I’m going to be okay. You know what? I am Piper fucking Abernathy. I make my own happiness. I don’t depend on anybody for anything. I live for myself and nobody else. If we get through this, great. If we don’t, I’m going to be okay. Because I am Piper Fucking Abernathy, and the world is my oyster.

Yeah… I think thats going to happen… No matter what…

That's-- That's what I had with Charlie. Only it lasted a few weeks. And it sucks. You lose it for a little bit. But you have people other than him now and you don't have to depend on him for your happiness. You make your own. It sucks, at first, but you... get over it. You move on. What I'm saying is, if that happens, you'll be okay.

I’d be going with the latter.

Guess ya’ have to find out. I mean, it’s the same thing, really. If his wakes ya’ up, then it wakes him up, too? Ya’ won’t sleep much, anyways.

No, what? That’s a child, Colin. Smother your roommate.

Oh c’mon, it’ll be like cuddling yourself.

Why where’s your partner, anyways?