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[genomorph]

How many times do I have to say it before you get it? I'm done - I was done a long time ago.

We're done.

There's nothing... for me to go back to so you can stop hoping, stop wishing. Just stop whatever it is that you're doing about what happened.

Just drop it. I have.


[ No he hasn't, not really, but that's besides the point right now. ]

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[whitescalesbigmouth]

Wow, Someone's cranky.

[genomorph]

Cranky? Who said anything about being cranky.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

I don't know, You just have that whole vibe about you. You'll feel better if you find someway to unwind.

You got any hobbies?

[flashesforward]

Dude, you realize you're talking to a mun, right? They never listen.

[genomorph]

She'll have to learn to listen. Eventually.

[flashesforward]

Are we talking about the same thing? Because I don't think I've ever met a mun who ever gives us what we want. They have this lame logic they use: the less we want something, the more they want it.

[wonderdom]

[ Well this is a little uncomfortable. Still, she can try to empathize. ]

What does your mun want you to go back to...? [ Or should she also drop it? ]

[genomorph]

You know exactly what I'm talking about.

[ Not you too is the pointed glarelook he's giving her right now. ]

[wonderdom]

[ This is not the time to be scared. So what if her voice goes up a pitch or two. ]

Hang in there buddy. Er, pal. [ Cough, cough. ] Superboy. [ She can go ahead and die now. ]

[magic101]

[So she was walking over with a tray of some tea sandwiches, a hot kettle, and some cookies, but that guy looks like he might appreciate it more.]

[So she's lifting up the tray to his eye level.]

[genomorph]

[ Conner stares at the tray. What the--? He looks down, then back at the tray. ]

Uh. Thank you?

[magic101]

I made too much, and wouldn't mind the company... er... if I'm not bothering you.

[noooted]

... oh. That must have been. Bad.

[genomorph]

Leaves me whelmed.

[noooted]

You're, uh, not feeling the aster?

[hasnomentor]

...Hey. Don't let your mun get to you okay ese?

[genomorph]

She's constantly there. They're talking about it nonstop.

[hasnomentor]

Then just don't listen. Ignore them. Find something else to do? I don't know what else to tell you, ese.

[littlewhitelies]

[Just this face, Conner.

Just.

This.

Face.]

"I'm...Not sure about this either?"

[She offers hesitantly, and a little hushed. Because fourth wall or not, hearing that it's done is painful.]

"I can't say I'm really enjoying the plans she's making for this, either...And I really wish she'd stop making that 'stress baking forty cakes' joke. It's not that funny."

[genomorph]

[ That professional front they had agreed to maintain for the Team's sake, it's unbelievable hard. Right now is no different no matter how far in the past this M'gann is. Doesn't make it any easier though. ]

What plans?

[littlewhitelies]

[Right, right. She can do professional. Really, she can...

...It just. Takes a few hours seconds for her to slip into the proper mind-set.]

"Well...Other then the forty cakes thing, she keeps coming up with these awkward situations...And they're funny when I see them on TV, but not when she's thinking of doing the same thing to me."

[lord_of_terror]

Such pent up rage... Baal would love you.

However, I can sense the self-deception in your voice. You fear for her, don't you? Fear she may be hurt by another, or that you may hurt her... or simply fear that it truly is over.

[genomorph]

[ who the hell is this guy ]

You don't know anything. [ which is a lie. Diablo's hit the nail on the head. Kinda. ] How could you?

[totallyhisniece]

Sounds like someone could use a hug.

[genomorph]

[ In need of a hug is an understatement, Artemis. ]

I'll pass.

[ Girl, it is so good to see you. Alive. Breathing. Look at the expression on his face. :( ]