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"You just said it was Lance's, idiot!"

2015-09-08 22:57:16

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"Annnnnnndddd Tassy?"

2015-09-08 22:57:53

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"SO IT'S NOT FUCKING YOURS!"

2015-09-08 22:59:11

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"WELL IT IS NOW!" She giggled, yes, while shouting.

2015-09-08 22:59:45

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"No, it's shades' now."

2015-09-08 23:00:16

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"THAT ASSHOLE COULDN'T EVEN TAKE CARE OF ME!"

"...I'm...right here,"

2015-09-08 23:01:40

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"Yeah, well, welcome to my world, now quit wasting your money on nice shit for losers and cut the drinking bull."

2015-09-08 23:03:13

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"No. Fuck you. I'll do what I want! Infacttt! Talking to Zane sounds nice now." She retreated upstairs.

2015-09-08 23:04:00

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"Fuck her. Why do I even fucking try." He turned his glare to Clarenz. "Hide the alcohol, if you can even keep it away from her. I need to go figure out what to do with a hamster and a mopey pigeon." Then he stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

2015-09-08 23:06:06

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Ivory stumbled and wandered her way back into her room. Carefully, she sat down in her chair. See? She was sober! Not really. Who was she kidding. She looked at her skype. Oh look! Zane was online. She eventually found her cursor and clicked the call button. Webcam off. Fuck that mess.

2015-09-08 23:11:20

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Zane was looking up ultra-strength sunscreen when Ivory called him. What? He missed the sun. When it began ringing, he scrambled for wherever he'd left his cheap headphones, shoved them over his hair, and clicked the green button. achromaticInnovator's simple black and white smiley face avatar appeared in the call and he heard breathing outside his headphones. He momentarily freaked out before realizing his headphones weren't actually plugged in. ....oh. While he fixed this mistake, he said "Ivory! Hello. How are you?"

2015-09-08 23:14:27

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"Heeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyy" She greeted. "Guess whose drunk?? It's MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

2015-09-08 23:15:55

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"........um.......Ivory.....are you being serious or....?"

2015-09-08 23:16:44

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"Yes. I mean. No. I am- am not being serious."

2015-09-08 23:17:20

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"I do not believe you. Why are you drinking??"

2015-09-08 23:19:33

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"Well I'm not drinking right /now./ Clarenz has my- wait. I think Lance has more." She gasped. "BE RIGHT BACK!" She shifted out of her chair and drunkenly ran out of the room, almost pulling out her headset in the process.

2015-09-08 23:22:13

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"/Please/ do not --" he choked. Oh God. Why was she doing this to herself?

"I SAID T' MAKE ME DINNER! WHERE'S MY DINNER?!" Zane stood between Bird and his father as he shouted in the thirteen-year-old's face, spraying spit. A small pile of empty beer cans lay strewn between the kitchen and his workspace. "I-i-it's only ten AM, Dad, you're not making sense, just calm down, please..." "DON'T YOU TELL ME TO CALM DOWN Y'LAZY PIECE OF SHIT!! THIS ISN'T HOW I PROGRAMMED YOU!" He slapped Zane hard and Bird burst into tears as he stumbled backwards and nearly tripped over her. "SHUT UP, GIRL! OR I'LL KILL YA! YOU'RE BOTH DISPENSABLE, I CAN JUST MAKE MORE, NOW MAKE ME FUCKING DINNER BEFORE I REBOOT YOUR UNGRATEFUL LITTLE SYSTEM! " Now Zane had tears in his eyes too, holding his fists up defensively but shaking, a red mark spreading on his face. He made the man dinner.

2015-09-08 23:37:09

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She at least made it out of the room before seeing the memory. Oh no. Zane's dad was a drunk. Oh well, more reason to hate him. A little bit of liquid courage to help ease the pain. She returned with another bottle of vodka. "I'm baaaacccckk" She put her headset on.

2015-09-08 23:42:18

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"....please put the bottle down...." he said quietly.

2015-09-08 23:43:47

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"Whyyyyy?" She asked. "It's not gonna kill me."

2015-09-08 23:44:22

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"You are not yourself, Ivory, please......."

2015-09-08 23:44:58

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"That's because this me is best me." She took off the cap, and drank.

2015-09-08 23:46:14

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"No, it is not, this is terrible for you in so many ways, I'm sorry, is this my fault, th-that you felt you had to do this, I'm sorry, whatever it was, just please, /stop/......" His voice grew quieter and quieter. It sounded like he was about to cry. The avatar just kept being a happy little face, though.

2015-09-08 23:48:41

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"No,no you didn't do anything. I'm just...me! Yes me. And I don't care about me. Fuck me. She's terrible." Another drink.

2015-09-08 23:51:13

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"No she is not! I mean --"

Ren and Ivory, sitting on the floor of Ren's apartment, giggling, chatting, passing a bottle of tequila back and forth. Obviously drunk. "Don't tell Lance, okay?" Ren zipped their lips and threw away the key.

Now he was angry /and/ upset. Ren had gotten her drunk before?! Was that why she was doing this now?! Because she'd liked it, or was used to it, or whatev...er..... He choked back a sob. He couldn't stand for her to treat herself like this.

2015-09-08 23:55:12