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Warning: This portion of the story deals with suicidal feelings
 
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>Once again you are able to observe a creature without much concern.  
>However you a pretty sure this one would quite happily cause you harm if given the chance.  
>As you look down you notice a piece of paper in Wallfower’s hoof.  
>”It’s a j-job application…” She says, apparently aware of where your attention lies.  
>”It w-was in the garbage of the f-florist shop where we met.. I’m pretty sure they never even looked at it… It never even made it past the front register.”  
>Her eyes are following the zipper worm as it crawls down the street.  
>”Other p-ponies have never really paid attention to me… Even paradise and Home Sick barely paid attention…”  
>You remember that.  
>They barely seemed to know who she was when you first met them.  
>”I wonder…” Wallflower starts.  
>”Do you think that zipper worm would notice me?”  
>What is that suppo-  
>You are left stunned.  
>Wait… Did she she really just say that?  
>”W-what are you s-saying?” you ask. Knowing full well what she’s saying.  
>Her eyes don’t move from the zipper worm.  
>”I would really like to know…” She continues.  
>”but…”  
>but what?  
>”It’s just wishful thinking…” she says dropping the paper over ledge before stepping away from the balcony.  
>You breathe a sigh a relief, hopefully not prematurely.  
>”The only thing keeping me from finding out is what that mare said…”  
>She lets out a tired chuckle.  
>”I’m afraid to disappoint some pony I don’t even know or probably ever will know. How pathetic is that?” She asks turning her gaze to you.  
>”Th-that doesn’t sound that pathetic” you reply.  
>”I mean… it doesn’t really seem like you really want to…”  
You feel uncomfortable actually saying it.  
>”What makes you say that?” She asks.  
>”Well… Like you said you don’t know that mare, why should disappointing somepony you barely know stop you? It seems like you’re making excuses.”  
>”Are you saying I should?” she asks.  
>”NO! no, I mean…”  
>You are terrible at this.  
>”It seems like you have hope for the future”  
>”But you…”  
>You aren’t entirely sure where you are going with this.  
>”But you feel like your life is only worth living for others?” You guess.  
>She looks confused.  
>Confused is better than dead so this is sort of working you guess.  
>”I’m sorry… I have no idea what I’m talking about…” You confess.  
>”But… We would all be pretty sad if something happened to you.”  
>She smiles ever so faintly.  
>”Well… I guess that’s more ponies I can’t afford to disappoint…” she says.  
>You aren’t sure if you actually helped, just put a bandaid on things or actually made it worse.  
>She heads back inside and lies down in a corner by herself and closes her eyes.  
>You head back in yourself, instead of settling down besides Taku you nestle in near Wallflower.  
>This, you’re pretty sure, is the right thing to do right now.
 
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