… we handled that argument differently. We both didn’t do the wisest things, but I just wish I could go back and change what I did. Maybe I wouldn’t be writing in this stupid Maybe things could have been different. But it didn’t matter that the argument happened, because it had ended as soon as it started.

Dusk: You know what? I’m done. I’m sick of having this stupid argument with you. I know you’re being immature and to be honest I can’t convince you.

Dawn: Wait, Dusk…

Dusk: Nope. Don’t try to throw yourself a pity party. I’m going to meditate. Feel free to tell Mom why we were arguing.