@FENT4NYL what’s it / matter / ? * she repeats , a sudden influx of anger transpiring within her , a modicum of resentment , momentarily uncloaked in the way she furrowed her brows , clenched her fists at her side , smoldering silently , then all aggression exhaled with a shaky sigh . with an unsteady hand , she pushed her hair behind her ear , sniffling , going quiet , hand clasped over her mouth , then : * what it matters is that i was texting you , and you didn’t answer , and i needed you , but you weren’t there . you know what ? whatever . it is what it is . just get me some bandages .