[She makes a face, and shrugs once, but he's asking so she'll tell him.]
I go back home, to where my twin is probably going to keep being a dick, my mom will keep pretending I literally do not exist, and angels will keep trying to guilt me into committing suicide.
[Did he know that last part? Probably not. She takes another drink.]
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I go back home, to where my twin is probably going to keep being a dick, my mom will keep pretending I literally do not exist, and angels will keep trying to guilt me into committing suicide.
[Did he know that last part? Probably not. She takes another drink.]
Oh, and my junior year of high school.