... He compared me to Nancy Wheeler. How she was getting ready to jump on Jonathan Byers behind his back. When I tried to explain - that's, that's not what I was trying to say, he just shut down.
[ he scrubs a hand down his face, leaning back in his seat. ]
... I get the feeling what he wanted was for me to open up the door and comfort him - even though that's not what he said - but...
[ he just gestures vaguely. letting their shared connection speak for him. trying that one too many times, fucking up by saying the wrong thing. or worse, trying to parent a parent and getting his face broken for the trouble. ]
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... He compared me to Nancy Wheeler. How she was getting ready to jump on Jonathan Byers behind his back. When I tried to explain - that's, that's not what I was trying to say, he just shut down.
[ he scrubs a hand down his face, leaning back in his seat. ]
... I get the feeling what he wanted was for me to open up the door and comfort him - even though that's not what he said - but...
[ he just gestures vaguely. letting their shared connection speak for him. trying that one too many times, fucking up by saying the wrong thing. or worse, trying to parent a parent and getting his face broken for the trouble. ]
So I ran... I was gonna give him some space.