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[freewilling]

Look -- ma'am -- I don't know what's going on here, if this is some kind of weird hallucination from being knocked out cold or some weirdo reaction to drugs at the er or whatever - but I don't have the time to hang around here. No offence but if this is actually the inside of your head, you should get help. And I have a promise to keep. 

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[iwatchtjhooker]

I have some bad news for you...

[freewilling]

I can get hallucinating multiples of someone but shouldn't it be someone I know -

[Referring to his headspace roomy.]

[iwatchtjhooker]

Not here. Pretty much all logic is off--even our kind.

[freewilling]

What do you mean our kind?

[iwatchtjhooker]

Oh, um... Well. The kind that, somewhere, at least has an explanation. However outlandish.

[freewilling]

Everything has an explanation. There's no such thing as magic, only sleight of hand.

[iwatchtjhooker]

It's just that the explanation here, all too often, is "because they said so." It's worse than dealing with angels. I promise.

[freewilling]

You been drinking, mister?

[iwatchtjhooker]

Right. I mean, no sir. It's just... things are going to get a lot weirder for you.

[freewilling]

And how d'you know that?

[iwatchtjhooker]

Because I've been there.

[freewilling]

Uh-huh sure you were, coz you're real, right.

[iwatchtjhooker]

As real as you are.

[failedparenting]

[Oh, to be young and stupid again.]

That kind of talk's gonna get you nowhere, kid. Sorry.

[freewilling]

[Hey mister, you look kind of familiar.]

You got a better way?

[failedparenting]

[Kid you have no idea.]

Nope. You're stuck here, I'm sorry. I've been trying for God knows how long.

[freewilling]

Maybe you just weren't trying hard enough.

[failedparenting]

[He gives....himself a look. The kind that says "look at your life, look at our choices", but in a more appropriately manly way.]

You don't know how hard I've tried. After a while, you learn to roll over and accept it. It ain't right, but it's all you can do now.

[freewilling]

What is this, some kinda subconscious self-sabotaging bullshit? I don't buy any of that psychology crap mister, so you can go ahead and keep it to yourself. I'm getting outta here.

[failedparenting]

[John just laughs. He's staring to get why people don't like dealing with his stubborn ass.]

Okay, keep telling yourself that, then. It's gonna do you a hell of a lot of good.

[So much sarcasm it stings.]

[freewilling]

[Not so fun being on the receiving end, is it.]

Sure will do a hell of a lot more good than giving up.

[failedparenting]

[Not so much, no.]

Jesus, you don't give up, do you?

[freewilling]

Never. I made a promise and staying wherever this is wasn't it.

[failedparenting]

And which promise is that?

[freewilling]

[Hey, you're a figment of his imagination, don't pretend you don't know :|]

I promised my girl I'd take her away, and I will abide by that.