alright, alright, fine. Jeeze.

[onteamdyson]

 Woooooah, hey. Okay, chica, you need a wake up call. Hey, hey, hear me out! I'm thinking you, me, a cheesy, cheesy pizza and all three seasons in as long as it takes. Come on, we've been a team since the beginning! Don't give up on me now. What we need is a fresh start, clean slate, none of this baggage and bullshiz, okay? We gotta get out there and meet new people, make new friends. 

Two more months and we're back on TV, plus you and your buddy are making progress on the other thing, right? You're getting there. Just gotta be patient. I can wait. It's technically fall now, get back to knitting. I seriously think you just need to cool it on this particular scene for a while, take a break, get some outside stuff going on and then when the time comes, you'll be back and ready to do it up right! Deal?

You and me, guuuurl. We got this. Stay strong and forget about the app for the pint-sized pile of hair. Just focus on the important stuff right now. This junk can take a back seat. 

<3 K

Comments

[wisper]

I'm looking forward to finding out if your new friend is a hack.

[onteamdyson]

Which new friend? The douchebag? Or the Bruce? Because the Bruce is amazing. Not even a question. You must mean the douchiest of douchebags.

[wisper]

Hah, I do mean the douchebag. I feel like if that were possible, doomed fae/human romances wouldn't be so... common. [ Like yours, Kenzi? WOOPS SENSITIVITY ] I mean, I know bold claims, and that's pretty bold.

[onteamdyson]

... Yeah. [Doomed. Right. Thank you, Finn. You are so lucky she's unarmed right now.]

So what, you're pretty much betting on the fact that he's lying and I'm following some bogus lead that's going to get me into major trouble, as per usual, and I end up dead somewhere between the season opener and my late eighties, is that what you're saying? Sure does give a gal hope, buddy. Thanks for that.

[wisper]

I... ah. That came out really badly, didn't it.

[onteamdyson]

Ya think? Just adding to the pile of humany wumany freakouts about the fact that I'm gonna bite it before my bestie, my wolf, and my boyfriend even have the chance to get sick of having me around.

If you wanna be supportive and make it up to me, get your freaky, twitchy-ass friend with the teeth to find a back up plan in one of those books.

[wisper]

Ergh. I'm sorry. I guess the entire thing here is that we don't know whether or not he's capable of what he says he is.

... And you really don't want me to do that.

[onteamdyson]

Then would it kill you to think positive instead of getting all excited to find out if he's pulling a con?

No, I think I kind of do. Especially if he starts ranting at you first and makes that freaky sound.

[wisper]

I think some reasonable doubt is healthy, but -- sure.

That sound usually means I'm about to get absolutely zero cooperation. I get the feeling you think we're closer friends than we, uh, actually are.

[onteamdyson]

Healthy? Don't even talk to me about healthy, Mr. invincible fae thing who's gonna live forever. If I was fae, I wouldn't have had to deal with 80% of the shit I've had to deal with my entire life! So if this is my one chance, I'm gonna hang onto it with everything I've got and I don't need your stupid realism, okay? It's not like some stupid pirate ship made of fairy dust every stopped by my window to pick me up.

[wisper]

[ Oh. Right. Okay. ] ... Alright. Point made. I'm sorry.

[onteamdyson]

[That was too easy.] You're sorry?

[wisper]

Yeah, it was insensitive. Hey, I'm not above apologizing.

[onteamdyson]

It was insensitive. [Now she's even more suspicious.] But... apology accepted. For now.

I'll catch you later, weirdo, you still owe me a Jenga rematch.