"First of all? I already told you. Until you dose and kill yourself and prove that you actually give a fuck about the things you've done? I don't want to be friends. Second, I offered you the chance to do half now and half later. If you want to put it off? That's your choice. What you offered wasn't a solution. It was a delay. So, go head and delay. I'll be here, not talking to you." [She replied frustratedly, shoving her hands down at her sides, hands balling into fists. Hayley let out a sigh of irritation before continuing, willing to give a little honesty in return.]

"I want to be friends with you. I shouldn't want to and I shouldn't be and I know that half the people I know hate it and hate you, but I still defend you and like you and I don't even know why, because you're turning out to be exactly what Harvey warned me about." [And going against Harvey's advice was something Hayley never rarely did.]