“Who asked you to show up? I was perfectly fine alone.” “You always let me in.” “Because you always seem so lonely,” said Agatha. “And I feel sorry for you.” “Sorry for me?” Sophie’s eyes flashed. “You’re lucky that someone would come see you when no one else will. You’re lucky that someone like me would be your friend. You’re lucky that someone like me is such a good person.” “I knew it!” Agatha flared. “I’m your Good Deed! Just a pawn in your stupid fantasy!”
