[ it wouldn't be. it's not that she doesn't feel close to keith, because daisy struggles to put her own wants and needs into words even for people she does feel close to. her conversations with fitz often start and stop, reticence followed by too much word vomit, never a consistent pattern or flow.
it's frustrating. she wants to be able to explain, but she'd need to be able to accept the truth herself first in order to do so. ]
Do you ever feel like you don't know where you fit in? Like, without the things you could do before you got here, you're not sure what you're supposed to do or who you're supposed to be?
[ daisy sighs, rubbing at her forehead with the back of her hand, sweat soaking into the wrappings around her palms. ]
I just feel like I'm still trying to figure that out.
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it's frustrating. she wants to be able to explain, but she'd need to be able to accept the truth herself first in order to do so. ]
Do you ever feel like you don't know where you fit in? Like, without the things you could do before you got here, you're not sure what you're supposed to do or who you're supposed to be?
[ daisy sighs, rubbing at her forehead with the back of her hand, sweat soaking into the wrappings around her palms. ]
I just feel like I'm still trying to figure that out.