[ Again, there is a brief flare of rage, jealousy. How terrible for poor Nadine, that she always knew her life would work out because she was going to be queen to the greatest man of all time. Cry me a fucking river, why don't you.
Again, it snuffs out as quickly as it ignited, because that isn't what Julie wants. It's irrelevant. Nadine is the queen, no matter what, and she wants to respect that out of love for Flagg. Her opinion means nothing, especially here and now.
Brows furrowing, Julie watches Nadine, doesn't stop dancing but allows herself to slow down. She can see why Flagg would target an incel, and she can see why he would have Nadine kill him. But there's something about that phrasing that makes Julie's stomach clench. ]
You did good. Fuckin' red-pill loser deserved it. But what do you mean, "everything he did to you"? Did he hurt you? Did Flagg know?
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Again, it snuffs out as quickly as it ignited, because that isn't what Julie wants. It's irrelevant. Nadine is the queen, no matter what, and she wants to respect that out of love for Flagg. Her opinion means nothing, especially here and now.
Brows furrowing, Julie watches Nadine, doesn't stop dancing but allows herself to slow down. She can see why Flagg would target an incel, and she can see why he would have Nadine kill him. But there's something about that phrasing that makes Julie's stomach clench. ]
You did good. Fuckin' red-pill loser deserved it. But what do you mean, "everything he did to you"? Did he hurt you? Did Flagg know?