AN: Long and unrelated to the story itself so skip if not interested!
It really scares me when I get new reviews because I'm kind of like, "Oh god, what have I done?" and I'm worried to the extent that I'm literally afraid to open the email notification because I suppose you never know how people are feeling towards your work. So um, I opened my email today and I saw a big chunky review and immediately I was all, Oh no - because a chunky review can only mean two things: Either they LOVED your stuff, or they think it's 100% crap and they need to have a little rant to calm themselves down.
But I read it and found it was constructive criticism, which made me REALLY happy. Partially because I don't actually know how to write, and that helped me out. And now it's midnight and I'm writing like mad because I'm experiencing a full-blown 'my mind is spewing with ideas' moment. So um, I just wanted to say thank you! I love you. In the totally not creepy way.
To: Barney Stinson
From: Robin Scherbatsky
Subject: I think I know what to do now.
I'm sorry for the week-late reply but after reading your reply I was severely enlightened and I think I know what to do now.
I think… I think I'm going. Going away. I think I'm packing my bags and coming back and forgetting all about it like it had just been nothing but a nightmare.
You kicked some sense into me. More sense than I'd like to admit I have ever possessed.
You were right.
He may wake up tomorrow, but he may also wake up seven years from now. I have a lot of doubts and I thought especially long and hard on this. And afterwards I guess… I guess I thought this is just too big of a risk to take.
I don't know.
Or am I just being selfish?
I'm sorry I've never told you about this until now but I've also… Resigned. It kind of hit them as hard as it hit me, and even after I handed in my resignation letter I had to kick myself to know I was doing it in real life.
There's nothing I want more than going back to the life I used to have in New York with you guys.
I really, really hope I'm not being selfish.
Because I think some people would call this 'running from my problems'.
Robin
To: Robin Scherbatsky
From: Barney Stinson
Subject: Listen.
One thing you have to learn (if you have not already) is to put your feelings first. I'm here reassuring you that you are not being selfish. I'm not being bias. I'm being… Robin, you have to think about your life.
If this man does not ever wake up, you would have spent – no, wasted – your whole life waiting on him when you could have been using the same time doing something you're passionate about.
It is a big risk to take and even though you know I will support you no matter which direction you choose to go, I think you'd know I would've preferred this one.
I just want you to be happy and I don't want you to look back on life with regrets.
Barney
To: Barney Stinson
From: Robin Scherbatsky
Subject: (No subject)
I don't know what I've done in my past life but it must have been something amazing to have such a supportive person like you in this life.
I can't even put into words how much I want to see you again and then maybe… Slowly forget all of this. And stop having my heart pierced and stabbed with daggers of guilt whenever I think of him. Because that is all that ever happens right now and it's like… It's like I'm just bathed in self-loathing for this.
Robin
To: Robin Scherbatsky
From: Barney Stinson
Subject: For the last time…
…It is NOT your fault. Please remember that. You did not intend for anything like this to happen. You did not pick up the remote control of the Universe and cast Luke into a spell that may cause him to sleep forever and you did not pick up the same remote and caused every bad thing to happen in the world. So stop acting like you did.
I know it's been a hard decision. But I would have done the same if I were you.
Barney