[She holds Anna's hand just as tight, wishing she could bring herself to believe those words. It's not about Anna, because if it was up to her, Rose knows she'd stay true to that no matter what. That she wouldn't abandon her.
But the app's a fickle thing. How many times now has she grown closer to someone on it, really felt like she could trust them, only for them to forget everything she ever said? She knows it's not exactly leaving her. They're still in her life, still friends at the end of the day. It's not like they chose to abandon her.
Still, it's not the same either.]
You can't promise that. [There's no judgment in her voice though, no accusation or disappointment. Just a statement, a fact.] But I mean, no one can. The app really hates us, y'know?
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But the app's a fickle thing. How many times now has she grown closer to someone on it, really felt like she could trust them, only for them to forget everything she ever said? She knows it's not exactly leaving her. They're still in her life, still friends at the end of the day. It's not like they chose to abandon her.
Still, it's not the same either.]
You can't promise that. [There's no judgment in her voice though, no accusation or disappointment. Just a statement, a fact.] But I mean, no one can. The app really hates us, y'know?