100-word drabble based on 2x11 Unity Node
the worse half of you
"You're a good person, Elizabeth," Henry said as they ambled arm in arm along the darkened street. "I know you tried your best."
Elizabeth's gaze clung to the ever-shortening path ahead of them, watching the slabs of concrete disappear beneath their course. Murky yellow lamplight hazed down.
She was a good person. She always tried her best. She'd never doubted that before.
She halted. Her arm slipped free from his.
He stopped too, and then turned to face her. He looked confused.
"I am a good person, Henry. But I'm tired of never quite being good enough for you."
