<span style="color: #330066">"Fine. Fuck you then, but know that you'll never find an Elf like me there in that city. Enjoy having to settle for a cheap imitation. I was... I was wrong about you, I stupidly let my expectations run away with childish desires. I genuinely thought that maybe..." </span>She went silent as she finished her beer and started on another without delay.<span style="color: #330066">"Never mind. What I think doesn't matter. I'm the fucking bad guy here and everything I do is wrong or hurtful. Maybe I can just get drunk enough to forget all of this ever happened."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>