by Cyantic » Sat Jan 18, 2020 6:50 pm
Why do they hate me, Bella? Rephrase that. Why do we hate us?
He scoffs.
It's the language of Miami. It should be more than telling that three decent human beings weren't born here and the other's a mob boss. These people don't care, Bella, they're looking for themselves. Roughest part about being an optimist is other people. They can't even recognise long term self interest - just what's immediate, what's the fastest.
He waves a hand to I/O.
These people are broken, Bella. And yet, here we are. I had a feeling it would go this way. I voted ally in recognition of this fact. It wasn't Shino that forced my hand or anything - I sincerely believe he wanted me to betray. I did it because it's not what matters to them. It's what matters to yourself. And that's to fucking sappy for my tastes, so I won't beat the dead horse. But it's better to go to your grave having meant something to someone - even if it is in naivety - then to be known as someone from Miami.
In other words, we're Moses and these are our twelve tribes. God only knows how you're supposed to get them to stop eating their own shit.