Well, yes? But I wouldn't answer that. It was more prudent that I let her air it all out.
"I try every single day to be useful to you... and yet I still feel like dead weight..." Lise hoarsely whispered out, her initial fervor seemingly evaporating into thin air. "I know I shouldn't feel like this... I can see the massive amount of trust you always give me when you tell me to do stuff... and yet..."
I resisted the urge to rush to her side and smother her in a hug. It was the first thing I did earlier and it cut my sister's venting session off in favor of me putting a band-aid on top of the leak. No... If I wanted Lise to get it all out, I had to be patient and let her completely run out of steam, no matter how much it pained me to watch her unravel...
"And yet... Dammit!"
I flinched as Lise fell to the ground and pounded her fist into the dirt. I was paralyzed into my seat... I could only watch on in horror...
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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