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He drove her back to the Pacific Pier Building in a heavy wind, a few drops of rain hitting the windshield He parked on the street and got out to walk her to the pub but she stopped in the courtyard

"It’s not all your fault," she said

"Yeah, it is"

"Co about this"

"But--"

"Ever, Elle"

The storan to fall in earnest as she stared at hiht about was the pain in her chest "Some be there for you," she said "And all that other stuff last night about no debt, no price between us"

He just looked at her, impervious to the rain To her

"So to be clear, it’s only okay if I need you," she said "But when the shoe’s on the other foot, you’re not willing to let yourself need help from me, is that it?" She shook her head, all the bottled-up e free "God forbid you be vulnerable in any way or shoeakness, right? You probably faked not being able to use those chopsticks with your left hand yesterday, just to throwto-the-bone weary "Get out of the storhed, she narrowed her eyes "You knohat, Archer? You go get warht to hell for all I care"

"I’m already there"

"And that’s h the rain now

"Yes Shit No" He shoved his hands into his hair, ot me all twisted in knots and all sorts of fucked up" And then on that rare, shockingly revealing stateainst hihts out of her

And hi