[ She clamors onto one and turns to look at him. There is a moment, deciding if it was okay to tell him or not. Usually, stuff like this, you're not supposed to tell others. ]
You won't get mad? [ Another pause. ] I'm not always supposed to talk about stuff like this. I just feel like maybe it's different... Because this place feels different.
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You won't get mad? [ Another pause. ] I'm not always supposed to talk about stuff like this. I just feel like maybe it's different... Because this place feels different.