"You know, if you wanted to rebel, you could just sit there," she said. "Why work harder than you have to?"
"Because the more I use to make what I want, the less they have to make what they want."
Hearts thought about it. "But in the end, nothing good gets done. Same result either way. Yours just makes you cranky. Or are you always like this?"
He shot her a look.
"What's your name, anyway?" Hearts asked.
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