Author: SparkyCola
Summary: Why bad things happen to good people.
Rated PG
Genre: Random, kinda angsty
Disclaimer- characters not mine
AN- sorry for a) randomness, and b) difficulty of following this, just a hint- it's all dialogue except for the last line which is thought (Harper).
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I’m sorry Harper, I really am. One of the great questions of the universe is ‘why do bad things happen to good people?’
Brendan was special. He didn’t deserve this.
I wasn’t talking about Brendan, Harper.
Yeah, well, I’m not a good person so I guess it doesn’t matter.
You’re wrong Harper, you have a good heart.
You wouldn’t be saying that if you’d known me on Earth.
Yes I would. Earth is in the past now, you did what you had to, to stay alive. All I can judge you on is what I’ve seen, if you
But you wouldn’t have done the things I did.
In your position? I don’t know what I’d have done.
Look let’s cut the crap we both know I’m not Rev or Trance or some heaven-sent angel. I’m a dirty low-down engineer with dirty low-down morals. That’s all there is too it.
You’re too hard on yourself. There is more to you than your past.
Your past defines you.
But you can change.
Only so much, now if you would…I’d kinda like to be alone right now.
You know where to find me, if you ever need to talk Harper.
Dylan left. Brendan was dead. Harper was Harper. You can only change so much.
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