The room is dark at the edges in the way only a nightmare can be, but Alan doesn't notice anything's amiss.
Sam barks a harsh laugh from where he stands at Dairine's disbelief. "Why don't you tell her, Alan? That thanks to you I grew up too fast. That you kept me hanging on a thread of hope, only to crush me each and every time." He scowls. "Couldn't be bothered to stand up for himself, either. Just let Mackey and the Board sweep him right outta the way. Face it, Alan, all you were ever dedicated to was a pipe dream."
Alan doesn't launch into a counterattack, but by now Dairine must expect that. "He grew up. Old enough to realize that he didn't want to hang on anymore. That his dad wasn't coming back."
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Sam barks a harsh laugh from where he stands at Dairine's disbelief. "Why don't you tell her, Alan? That thanks to you I grew up too fast. That you kept me hanging on a thread of hope, only to crush me each and every time." He scowls. "Couldn't be bothered to stand up for himself, either. Just let Mackey and the Board sweep him right outta the way. Face it, Alan, all you were ever dedicated to was a pipe dream."
Alan doesn't launch into a counterattack, but by now Dairine must expect that. "He grew up. Old enough to realize that he didn't want to hang on anymore. That his dad wasn't coming back."