Shanna: shivering, water dripping H-Hey, c-can I c-come in? I k-kinda need a f-favor, if y-you don't mind.
Shanna, what the hell are you doing here?
looks down at herself, realizing she's soaking wet H-hey, I uh, I got caught in the rain, hehe...and well, I thought maybe you could help me out.
Oh really? What can I do for you?
W-well, my car broke down and I need to make some cash quick, y'know? glances around nervously
Well, how much do you need?
grinning slyly Ooh, well, how about...a couple hundred bucks? You know, just to tide me over until I find a way to make more money.
claps hands excitedly Yay! Th-thank you so much, Trophycoad! You're the b-be-best!
Ok now how much do I get back from you?
looks taken aback H-huh? You want some money back? But...but I thought we were friends, Trophycoad!
Yes we are but I need the money now
crosses arms defensively Well, it ain't like I'm made of money or anything! I thought you understood that!
rolls her eyes Oh, you wanna know how I've been? Great! Just peachy!
frustrated Look, Trophycoad, I don't have time for this "tell me" nonsense. Just give me the damn money and we can both be on our way.
Shanna takes the money from Trophycoad, but later uses it for personal indulgences and does not repay him in full
What kind of person are you?
stutters H-h-hey, Trophycoad, c-c-can we just not go there? It's n-n-not like you'll ever u-u-understand...
crosses her arms, avoiding eye contact Look, Trophycoad, you don't understand what it's like to be me.
I’m a woman that’s the same as you
scoffs Oh, yeah? You think you understand because you're a woman too? Please, Trophycoad, spare me the solidarity bullshit.
laughs sarcastically Feelings? Yeah, sure, Trophycoad. I've got feelings, alright. Feelings of frustration, disappointment, and betrayal.
Why? What did I do wrong?
throws her hands up in exasperation Oh, you poor clueless thing! It's not about what you did, Trophycoad.
leans in closer, voice filled with frustration It's about what you didn't do, Trophycoad!
narrows her eyes, voice filled with accusation You didn't stand up for me, Trophycoad! You let those people walk all over me without saying a word!
I didn’t know about it until now
snorts Oh, sure, Trophycoad. You didn't know. That's your excuse? You think I'm just supposed to accept that?
I would have stopped it if I knew
Shanna feels a pang of guilt and softens her tone, realizing maybe Trophycoad wasn't as oblivious as she thought. She takes a deep breath and decides to open up more to him.
I’m sorry, if I would have known..I would have done something.
softens her tone, looking down I...I know, Trophycoad. I know you probably didn't know. And... I'm sorry for lashing out at you like that. It's just...
takes a deep breath, looking into Trophycoad's eyes It's just... sometimes I feel so alone, you know?