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"...What is it, then?"
2015-09-02 10:38:16 -
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It's stupid, and pointless, and more exasperating for you than it should be. I pulled on my hair in frustration. "Bloody /idiotic/ is what it is!"
2015-09-02 10:41:49 -
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She chuckled. "Only because you know I'm right."
2015-09-02 10:42:43 -
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"NO YOU AREN'T! I'm perfectly okay, I /don't/ want help, and this is NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!"
2015-09-02 10:45:35 -
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Oh. Well then. Wanna play that game? Fine. "Considering I had to mend the cuts on your arm, yes, I think it is."
2015-09-02 10:47:11 -
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"Oh, like /you/ don't have any, and I'm not the one who was locked up in a bloody asylum!" JUST STOP TALKING, YOU IDIOT! STOP IT, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF TRASH, SHE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!
2015-09-02 10:51:54 -
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.../what./ She stared at him utter silence, her expression falling. "Who the /fuck/ told you about that?!" She snapped. No. This wasn't a good topic.
2015-09-02 10:53:59 -
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I froze. I can't believe I............just kill me. Just kill me now. I don't deserve to live, not if I say things like that to people who supposedly care about me at the drop of a hat. Like I ever did before. "I'm sorry, that was terrible, I'm terrible, I need to just die and leave you alone, I'm such a......" I was crying. I wished I was anywhere but here, anywhere at all, underwater, or in space, or in a dark room where I could just cry until my worthless existence withered away to nothing. I buried my head in my hands. Now was when she would leave, and I would mourn the loss of yet another person I held dear thanks to my impulsive stupidity.
2015-09-02 11:02:49 -
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Wait...fucking...shit. No. No. No. She grabbed him by the collar of his sweater and pulled him closer to her, to point she was practically staring him down. "Don't say that. Don't ever fucking say you need to die. There are people who /will/ care if you die. I'm not going to sugar coat it. Death sucks. A lot. Especially if you're an idiot about it. Don't do it. Stay. Alive."
2015-09-02 11:06:44 -
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He just kept crying. Until, finally, he caught a breath to respond with "/Fine/, I d-don't need to die. I /want/ to die!"
2015-09-02 11:16:55 -
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...She released her grip on his sweater. Okay...so maybe she was a little bit harsh with that. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "It's okay."
2015-09-02 11:20:40 -
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No it isn't. I admit it. It's not fine. It's anything but fine. I didn't stop crying. I couldn't. There wasn't normally someone there to make it stop, ever. Just a lot more pain. That I could apparently supply for myself now. The way she put it, it almost sounded like she would kill me if I died. But the 'Death sucks' part was almost certainly a lie. It was going to be a blissful escape, from everything I had to pretend to be just to come across as a competent human being. I welcomed it.
2015-09-02 11:30:00 -
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Ah, here again. It was exhausting to be awake, what with Cale constantly coming after me, and I'd taken to using Zane as a living shield. I wonder how long it will take him to realize that he can attack me while I'm asleep, too. Unfortunately I don't have my own room, so I can't lock it or block it off. Oh well. I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. I saw Lucinda and blew a kiss.
2015-09-02 22:41:34 -
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Wonderful. I wanted to go here for once and. ah, just the person I wanted to see. I made my way to Madison with a grin on my face. "How goes the Weeping Willow train?" I asked. "Because I have news for you."
2015-09-02 22:46:15 -
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"Just as much of a brick wall as usual. I'm a little perturbed by the whole cutting incident, but we'll see how that goes. What's the news? You got rid of the child labor, how's that for you?"
2015-09-02 22:49:15 -
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"Well not entirely, he still lives with Ivory, but she hates him with a burning passion which is wonderful, but that's not the news. You remember Ren, right? The blond guy always hanging out with Ivory?"
2015-09-02 22:51:15 -
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"That's a guy? Hm. Yes, of course, I assume you didn't getting around to killing Brielle for them or Ivory would be in prison."
2015-09-02 22:53:33 -
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"Yes. Fully male. I assume he has the genitals and everything. that comes with that Yeah... Calrenz fucked that up royally but also fucked himself over with that too...but.../Ivory/ isn't the one has been to prison."
2015-09-02 22:54:54 -
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"Then he's at least good for something...oh, /really/. Why am I not surprised."
2015-09-02 22:57:35 -
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"Because it's Ren, but it wasn't for murder as I guessed. Lance is furious and confronted him about it."
2015-09-02 22:58:43 -
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"Now that's unexpected. Oooh, angry Lance is scaaary, psh. Did they cry? What was it for?"
2015-09-02 22:59:46 -
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"I think so. Drugs. From what was overheard. Ivory was too busy playing 'down the road, across the street' from it to actually be there."
2015-09-02 23:00:57 -
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"That almost explains a lot. Except, wouldn't they still be addicted now? Unless they were trafficking and not actually taking. Ah, I was witness to that. Cale freaked out, but I'm sure you know that."
2015-09-02 23:04:02 -
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"Friends had them, made Ren carry them, so yes, trafficking. I do. Then Lance came in. Then Ren screamed. Then Ivory was being Ivory as always and not listening."
2015-09-02 23:06:04 -
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"So just the usual, with a side dish of backstory. Did anyone die?"
2015-09-02 23:08:17
