voice testing... /sob

[constantgrief]

Okay, sweetheart? You want me here? We're gonna have to make a deal then. I'll stay as long as you let me drink. I could care less what you do with me, not like I haven't already seen it. Just leave me and the whiskey.

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[coversears]

[He has his drinking habit and she has habit of covering her ears to shut out the bad things. She can't scold him for wanting to drink.]

Just don't.... [She trails off for just a moment. Not a long one. She's a bit overwhelmed by all of this Mun business too.] Just don't over do it okay?

[constantgrief]

Would've already done that by now. [And he wishes he had.]

[coversears]

Do you think it'll be as bad...? [She doesn't even have to say what it could be as bad as. Her hands are already close to making their usual place at her ears. She doesn't like this.]

[constantgrief]

When isn't it?

[coversears]

That's... true. [And the hands are over the ears... she doesn't want to think about it!]

[constantgrief]

Come on now. It's fine. It's better with these muns than... [You know.]

[coversears]

[She's just going to attempt to block out the "than" part because she knows what it is. :| She puts her hands in her lap after a minute.]

Yes... I hope so. Where are you going off to?

[constantgrief]

No where yet. But I don't mind the hanging out here.

[coversears]

I feel restless just sitting around...

[constantgrief]

Need a drink then?

[coversears]

Oh, no. I couldn't... I'll leave that to you.

[After a minute at most she has a belated laugh.]

[constantgrief]

You're missin' out then.

[coversears]

I can live with that.

[constantgrief]

Whatever gets ya through the day then.

[Haymitch = AMAZING at holding a conversation.]

[coversears]

Finnick is usually plenty enough.

[Excuse her Haymitch she's in luuuurve. She's no better at holding conversations when she has her moments of hiding in her head though :| two peas, these two.]

[constantgrief]

At least you got him. You're lucky, or not so much.