John doesn't like me, [ she says, her voice short and very nasal. ] Who cares what he thinks.

[ she cares.

she cares so much.

vriska keeps tugging at her hair, visibly growing more upset by the moment. ]

You don't get it. She took my girlfriend, she took everything from me! She's cool and capable and really mean and Meenah went with her and I was just alone! Again! All alone! I don't want to be alone anymore, I'm scared, I hate it!

[ down she goes, crouching on the ground, still tugging at her hair. she's crying, by the way. ]

I -- I did like myself! I was happy! I really felt good, not doing any of that shit anymore. Killing or plotting or being anything other than a stupid kid having fun. Like, fuck, it was nice to just be a kid for once? We're fucking kids and the fucking game put all this shit on us like we're supposed to grow or go on some amazing personal journey, but it's bullshit!

[ actually she's sobbing. wow. sorry dave. she tries to keep speaking and ends up just pulling in big sucking breaths instead. unsteadied, she ends up falling back onto her butt. and she just stays there, crying and crying and crying. ]