give me pain (if that’s what’s real)

(it's the price we pay to feel)

*Jason rolled her eyes but got to her feet, dusting off her jeans and rocking up on the balls of her feet. “We should go to the mall. C’mon, we can pick out funeral dresses.”So, they’d picked out a black dress for each other, and Dick’s had hung, unworn, in her closet for nearly a year. And Jason picked it out which makes it so much worse, because Dick thinks Jason would find the irony of its first outing at her funeral far too funny to ignore. (Or, the one where Dick learns how to grieve a sister, how to move on from a grudge, and how to love again.)