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"Too late."

2016-01-15 02:27:43

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"Okay, /stop/ worrying then."

2016-01-15 02:28:57

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"I'd rather not."

2016-01-15 02:29:37

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"How come?"

2016-01-15 02:31:49

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"What, I can't be concerned for your well being?"

2016-01-15 02:32:15

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"There's no need to be."

2016-01-15 02:33:48

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"Yes there is. There always is."

2016-01-15 02:34:41

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"Not /always/."

2016-01-15 02:35:18

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"I don't think your life is completely perfect right now. So yes, there is."

2016-01-15 02:35:59

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"....whose is, though."

2016-01-15 02:37:03

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"...I'll get back to you on that one."

2016-01-15 02:37:23

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"Exactly."

2016-01-15 02:37:46

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"I can worry about multiple people. My queue of emotions isn't too basic."

2016-01-15 02:39:32

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"Doesn't mean worrying about me too is going to help matters."

2016-01-15 02:40:48

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"Doesn't harm it either."

2016-01-15 02:42:18

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"It could harm you."

2016-01-15 02:43:23

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"If it does, well that's what Xanax is for."

2016-01-15 02:44:13

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I sighed. "I'm more worried about Seculus right now. Did he drop the axe on his foot or something?"

2016-01-15 02:45:15

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"He'd be screaming if he did."

2016-01-15 02:46:13

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"Or he might've fainted."

2016-01-15 02:46:24

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"From?"

2016-01-15 02:46:51

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"Dropping it on his foot. It's surprisingly heavy. That shit would hurt."

2016-01-15 02:47:20

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"I don't think he'd faint from pain."

2016-01-15 02:47:53

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"I don't know, he might." ".....I might what?" The door opened again. "Oh, good, you're still alive." "They're in a cell, I don't see any reason why I wouldn't be."

2016-01-15 02:49:01

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"See? Perfectly fine."

2016-01-15 02:50:01