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She let a low whine. "Nooooooooooooo don't cry. Crying is not allowed. Come drink with me! It'll make you feel better." She giggled.

2015-09-08 23:57:52

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"No, Ivory! No, I will not drink with you, you should not be doing it yourself at all!"

2015-09-08 23:59:20

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"I shouldn't but oh look...the hand of not caring...it's just....I can't stop it. I just-" She took a drink.

2015-09-09 00:01:45

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He burst into tears. Then he hung up, slammed the laptop shut, nearly breaking the hinges, and left the apartment as quickly as he could.

2015-09-09 00:04:34

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Zane hung up the call, and Ivory frowned. Oh well. Turn up the screamo. Time to drink.

2015-09-09 00:07:53

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Cale poked his head out of the kitchen to watch Zane leave in confusion. What the Hell was wrong? Was he /crying/? He'd been talking to Ivory, right? Shit.

He ran full-bolt for the shop, banged the door open, ran past Clarenz without a second glance, up the stairs, skidding to a halt in front of her open bedroom door, and moved inside to where he ripped the bottle out of her hand, tried to set it down without smashing it, somehow succeeding, and picking her up and out of the chair to squeeze tightly, still crying. He'd been crying the whole way. His online Skype account continued to smile vapidly.

2015-09-09 00:11:49

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The bottle was yanked out of her hand. Another whine from her. Now she was in his arms. "Don't cryyyy! Let me gooo!" She cried, frowning.

2015-09-09 00:18:50

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"No, no, no, /no/, I'm not letting you go, I'm never letting you go!" He didn't care whether it was what she wanted at this point. Nothing she wanted right now could be what she truly desired for herself. And he was going to hold her down until she was sober enough to realize that.

2015-09-09 00:48:29

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"But Zannnnneeeeyyyy"

2015-09-09 00:49:07

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He sobbed and moved over to the bed, plopping down without so much as loosening his grip. "/No/."

2015-09-09 00:50:40

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"/But Zaaaannnneeeeeyyy./"

2015-09-09 00:51:25

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"I SAID NO!" he shouted.

2015-09-09 00:52:05

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Another frown. "You're no fun, then."

2015-09-09 00:52:46

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".....I do not /care/ if this is fun. This kind of fun is bad for you......."

2015-09-09 00:53:41

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"Well it's better than cutting myself and hurting you."

2015-09-09 00:54:10

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"THAT IS NOT FUN! STOP SAYING THAT IS FUN OR WORTHWHILE OR ANYTHING BUT HORRIBLE!" He was crying harder, squeezing her harder, and rocking back and forth with her in his arms.

2015-09-09 00:56:23

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"BUT IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTERRRR!" She shouted back.

2015-09-09 00:57:19

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"WHY?! CAN'T I MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER INSTEAD?! I'M SORRY! I'M SOrry I'm not good enough....." he sobbed.

2015-09-09 00:58:48

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"You areeeee. I'm just. Crazy. That's all. Nothing wrong with being mad as a hatter."

2015-09-09 01:00:40

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"..............no, you are not......"

2015-09-09 05:55:24

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"Yes I ammmm."

2015-09-09 05:55:41

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"You are not /crazy/, I promise, I keep telling you but you will not /listen/."

2015-09-09 06:01:53

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"Now when do I ever listen, Zaney?"

2015-09-09 06:04:08

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"I thought I mattered enough to you to listen to."

2015-09-09 06:08:15

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"You dooooooo. Just..." She whined, too drunk to explain.

2015-09-09 06:09:30