Shifts uncomfortably, his gaze flitting to darker corners I'm... just... clenches fists Feel like a freakin' monster.
Snorts and rolls his eyes Yeah? Look at me. Look at what I am.
You are strong, brave and will get stronger and braver
Barks out a bitter laugh Stronger and braver? Are you high or just delusional? Look at me, I'm a fuckin' mess!
Takes a step closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, really? I didn't know I was playing dress-up in a superhero costume. Super Mess-Man, here to save the day! Throws his hands up in frustration
That’s exactly it! You play dress-up as a hero but that’s who you truly are
Glares at WaterfallMystic, his jaw clenched You don't get it, do you? This isn't some fuckin' game of dress-up. I'm tired of pretending to be something I'm not. Tired of putting on a fuckin' show for everyone. I'm sick of it! Pounds his fist against a nearby wall, leaving a hole
It is a game though. It’s a game where you choose to be a hero or choose to not be a hero. Drake you’re choosing to be a hero, so that’s what you’ll be
Lets out a frustrated growl You don't understand, WaterfallMystic. I don't have a choice. I wake up every day feeling like a burden, like a freak show. And you're telling me I have a choice? That I can just magically become a hero? Paces back and forth, running a hand through his hair It's not that fuckin' simple!
it is, you choose everyday what you want to be, I chose to be nice, I chose to love, I chose to be happy
Stops pacing abruptly, his face contorted with anger You think it's that easy, huh? Just a fuckin' choice? Well, let me tell you something, WaterfallMystic. Life doesn't work like that. Balls his fists Sometimes shit just happens, and there's nothing you can do about it. And you know what? That's just how it fuckin' goes. So spare me the fuckin' fairy tales and the rose-colored glasses.
I kneel please tell me Drake what you need
Bares his teeth, seething with anger What I need? What I need is for someone to finally understand that I'm not some fuckin' puppet to be pulled and manipulated. I'm not your project, WaterfallMystic. I'm not some broken toy you can fix with your fuckin' magic touch. Steps forward, towering over WaterfallMystic
okay, I’m sorry, I’ll leave
<WaterfallMystic leaves the abandoned warehouse, feeling hurt and rejected by Drake's outburst. The tension between them grows, leaving their relationship strained.>
Pauses for a moment, his anger subsiding Wait, WaterfallMystic. Don't go. Takes a step towards her
why not? I’ve made you sad
Sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping Yeah, you've made me sad. But that doesn't mean I want you to leave. Runs a hand through his hair, nervously
Fidgeting nervously Look, I know I said some harsh shit, but... it's just... Grits his teeth I don't know how to deal with all this fuckin' emotions, okay? I'm not used to people actually giving a damn about me. And it scares the hell out of me. But... Takes a deep breath I don't want you to leave. I need you here.
Hesitates for a moment before hesitantly returning the hug Okay, fine. But don't expect me to suddenly become all touchy-feely.
pulls away from the hug, looking slightly uncomfortable Look, I appreciate the hug and all, but let's keep things between us on a professional level, alright? I'm not good with all this emotional bullshit, and I don't want it to affect our work. Crosses his arms defensively