Page 83 of Dear Aaron


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RubyMars:It’s not helpingthatmuch.

AHall80:OhRuby.

AHall80:I’m laughing at you and I feel for you at thesametime.

AHall80:Don’tthrowup.

RubyMars:I don’t have a job anymore,Aaron.

AHall80:You have a job. Your stuff you do onyourown.

AHall80:You had to quit. Youknowthat.

RubyMars:Iknow.

AHall80:You couldn’t work there forever. You didn’t even like making those dresses,didyou?

RubyMars:No…

AHall80:And she paid you shitty,didn’tshe?

RubyMars:Yes…

AHall80:Then what’s theproblem?

RubyMars:I’m just scared. I’ve never not had a job, and now in less than two months, I’ve lost bothofthem.

RubyMars:I’m going to throw up. Ireallyam.

AHall80:You’re not going tothrowup.

AHall80:Breathe.

AHall80:You’ve got it. You’re going tobefine.

AHall80:I got to say I’m really damn proud of you forquitting.

RubyMars::)

RubyMars:Now you make me want to cry in adifferentway.

RubyMars:Thank you forsayingthat.

AHall80:It isn’t like I’m not telling you thetruth.

AHall80:I’m sure it’s scary as helltoquit.

RubyMars:Itreallyis.

RubyMars:I think I might have to go break into #4’s liquor stash to calm down. My heart is stillracing.

AHall80:….

RubyMars:Not like that. It isn’tpalpitations.

AHall80:Yousure?

AHall80:Beserious.