We need to talk... again

[anne_marie]

So you were right about that thing that had you all giddy like a damn twelve year old girl. Good for you. You know? For one second I was happy. Literally, ONE damn second until you went and got all nostalgic on me. That's not even the worst part. I could give a damn what you do when it doesn't involve me. But this does. Three words:

Execution Ending Storyline

Dammit no! Are you fucking kidding me? You do realize what happens to me, right? Of course you do. It's like you're on a mission to make my life hell. Haven't I been through enough? There's no way in hell I'm agreeing to that. Quit the bullshit and just leave me the hell alone dammit!

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where u at Anne??

[pendletonm]

[Well Murphy was in the dark about this...

Fuck...

You for real Anne? Is this really happening?]

Just... don't go doing anything I wouldn't do stupid.

[Put the damn gun down Anne.]

[alanwake]

Let me guess... You get executed?

[anne_marie]

How did you guess? [Insert sarcasm here. Really, what did she have to say to that?]

That icon... /dies

[anne_marie]

Can it, Pendleton! I don't need your two-cents. [Watch it Murphy, you may be next at the end of that gun.]

Get ready for this one ;)

[pendletonm]

Just trying to help is all. ['No need to get bitchydefensive' was what he wanted to add, but smart Murphy was smart and kept his mouth shut.

Seriously Anne, are we really going to do this again?]

Where do you get the time for all this???

[anne_marie]

Well you're not. [and that was all she had to say to him.]

Got people in high places

[pendletonm]

...

[Well that was abrupt, even for Anne.

Uh...

Anyway...]

Good luck. [because yeah. What's he supposed to say at this point?]