[Her marriage. That's the second time she's referenced Patrick. It weirds Vanya out - there's a part of her, the childish part, that thinks her nose is just being rubbed in what she never had, that Allison is just holding these things over her head. Her better judgement (or maybe her guilt) knows that isn't true, probably, so she wonders what it is.
For a while, she's silent, just trying to work up a reply. She could say that she had concerts around the holidays, sometimes, that she would just practice through it. She's trying to be more open with Allison about playing, since her unequivocal support of V playing more, but it still makes something in her gut twist dangerously close to nausea. She doesn't want to talk about that.
Texting is supposed to be easier than talking because you can stop yourself, but Vanya finds herself sending the next text almost as if she was blurting it out loud.]
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For a while, she's silent, just trying to work up a reply. She could say that she had concerts around the holidays, sometimes, that she would just practice through it. She's trying to be more open with Allison about playing, since her unequivocal support of V playing more, but it still makes something in her gut twist dangerously close to nausea. She doesn't want to talk about that.
Texting is supposed to be easier than talking because you can stop yourself, but Vanya finds herself sending the next text almost as if she was blurting it out loud.]
Is something going on?