Muse is not happy again. Concerning recent development.

[squirrelhunter]

Now you listen here an' you fuckin' listen good.

I. Don't. Need. Nobody. 'least of all bein' bundled in a house with folk who hate me.

So y'all can get that damn idea outta ya fool heads, 'cause it ain't happenin'. Ya think all them overprotective assholes want me in th'same room as that Katniss chick? They don't give a shit if it were an accident or not.

Y'all just leave me be an' life'll be a damn lot simpler in that shithole, y'hear?

I want no more of this talk. I'm done.

Comments

[nonononono]

You're doing it wrong.

[squirrelhunter]

What?

[nonononono]

The getting them to do what you want thing, you're doing it, just, just...all wrong. You're supposed to be like, "oh, mun, wow! Your ideas are the greatest, I can't believe you're so smart and caring and compassionate, I'm so glad we work together so well!" and then they get less interested in yanking you around. You know, like with bullies. You can only say, "oh, yes, Brick, please put the milkshake in my bookbag, just like last week. It was funny then and it's hilarious now!" before Brick gets the idea that he's a total asshole and guess what? No more Wendy's all over your science texts!

[squirrelhunter]

Ya don't think I've tried that reverse psycho-shit? It ain't workin' either way.

[the_effect_she_has]

[This is the look you get where she is so not impressed with your 'Moment'.]

Excuse me, but they don't get to pick who I'm friends with or who lives in my Fortress.

[squirrelhunter]

Alright, but if someone gets hurt it's your damn fault. An' ya have t'put up with the atmosphere.

[A pause]

You're seriously callin' it a fortress