I see.
So that’s how we’re gonna play this?
Tennis to hardball?
No in between?
Did you know?
Did you have any idea what I do?
How it was done? Who it affected?
Granted, I’m sure it’s so
insignificant
and beneath you
compared to your massive
responsibilities.
But. Still.
I feel obligated to inform you.
after all, my reputation precedes me.
and I’m still doing you a favor,
even though I can’t hide the hurt
your words have caused
Even though I’ll hide the truth
of the depth of this scar.
I’ll manage. You’ll manage.
Haven’t we always?
Because, you see,
You owe me.
Now let’s try this again.
Face value?
Please.
Don’t be insulting.
I’d hate to have to get—serious.
(c) Sara Harricharan