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Look, I know.

I know how incredibly creepy and awful it is to wish your brother's grave was still stuck in your backyard, especially when it turns out that he isn't dead after all and sleeps just down the hallway. And that's great, that's amazing, I'm thrilled that he's alive but...

But I can't talk to alive Ollie like I could talk to dead Ollie.

And don't say that I can still talk to dad's headstone. It isn't the same.

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[Oh Thea. :(]

He's not the same as he was before. You shouldn't feel bad, Thea.

Shouldn't I? He's the one that got marooned on an island for five years. I guess it's really stupid to think that he'd come back and be the brother I remember.

I'm not exactly innocent of that either.

Does he at least talk to you? About any of it?

A little. When I confronted him about his lies.

Let me guess. He told you enough to get him out of the doghouse but not enough to count as actually opening up to someone?

He gave me a little more than that.

[Plus that awkward make-out session oops.]

[Thea's really good at reading between the lines. And ew, she definitely doesn't need to think about her brother getting some.]

No details needed, thanks.

That's not what I meant.

I should watch my phrasing when it comes to Ollie.

What did you mean, then? What did he tell you?

He told me about his scars.

[The ones he wouldn't discuss with Thea? Those scars? Yeah, she might be a little pissed about that but...]

Well at least he's telling someone.

I just hope he's telling someone other than me. He hasn't said a lot that he hasn't been forced to talk about.

He doesn't say a lot, period. The whole stoic robot routine is getting really old.

I know. I think, in his own weird way, he's trying to spare us as much as he's trying to spare himself the thought of reliving all of that.

I'm not a kid anymore. I can handle whatever it is he's keeping to himself.

Maybe he doesn't want to make you have to handle it.

But I can't really speak for Ollie. I just gathered all of this from the conversations we've had.

Yeah well, he can't come back and try to run my life and then pretend like his is untouchable.

Run your life?

He likes to pretend that he can tell me what to do, or who to hang out with.

Are you sure he's not just being an overprotective brother?

I'm sure he's just being a giant hypocrite. He's the last person on earth who should be telling me to lay off the partying.

I can't argue with that.

[Well she probably could, but her lawerly powers only go so far.]

But why would he interfere with your life, if he's not worried about you?

Because he's a butthead. [Okay, she's still a teenager. Logic is not the strongest skillset here.]

Maybe he thinks he's got to take over for dad. I don't know.

I don't know either. There's a lot about Ollie I don't understand anymore. But I know, when it comes to you, he really cares.

Even if he's being a butthead about it.

And how do you know that? It's not like he's tripping over himself to spend time with me. He's always disappearing.

Because he's a selfish jerk, but I don't think the island took everything from him.

['There was something I wanted more.' Surely it wasn't just Laurel. Was it?]

It took dad. No one really wants to talk about that.

I know this is awkward, considering my...uh history, but you can always talk to me. Until we figure out a way to get Ollie to open up.

Thanks, but I think I'll pass on the bonding with my brother's ex thing. Life's weird enough as it is.

I'm sorry.

Don't. I don't want an apology.

I'm trying.

Funny how much 'trying' looks like imploding.

Seriously? Why couldn't I live in the universe where Ollie has a gorgeous younger sister?

[ Not that the family dynamic needs to be any weirder, but still. Life is so unfair sometimes. ]

Is the Ollie in your universe less of a closed-off asshole? Because if that's the case, I want to go there.

Oh, he's an asshole alright. But he's usually all up in your face about it.

Trust me, at this point anything resembling an actual emotion from him would be a welcome change.

You say that now, but just wait until he's screaming at you for being an idiot and punching you in the face. It's all fun and games when he's targeted someone else, but when he's got he's aiming at you... look out. He can still hit hard, for an old guy.

But enough about that asshole. Sounds like you're having a rough time.

Who me? I'm peachy.

My brother came back from the dead, with a lameass arrowhead souvenir and a bunch of lectures on how to behave, what do I have to complain about? [Okay, so it's not lameass and she keeps it in her pocket but no one else needs to know that. And she could definitely do without the lectures.]

Yeah, he does that. The coming back from the dead and lecturing people about how to run their lives thing. At least we've established some consistency between worlds.

If it's any consolation, I think it's justified to complain. If you're unhappy about it, you got the right to say so. It's when you try to keep it all to yourself that you can get into trouble.

And if anybody not six feet under ever stuck around to listen to me, that might be helpful. But I'm not holding my breath.

Besides. There's other ways to make the world seem a little less shitty and a little more shiny.

[ He's suddenly pinged by this for reasons. ]

I can think of a few other ways myself, but I can't say I'd recommend any of them.

Listen, I know what it's like to be alone. I know how bad it hurts. He's hurt me, maybe worse than anyone else. But, it's better to see the world for what it really is. Sometimes the world genuinely sucks, sometimes it's overwhelmingly terrible and there doesn't seem to be a way out or anybody who'll listen to you. But there is and there are, trust me on this one. What you have to do is just put one foot in front of the other and change your situation.

Unless you know of a way to erase the past five years, there's no changing the situation.

But you're right. Carpe diem and all that bullshit. The world sucks, you might as well make the best of it.

I think the word you're looking for is 'yolo'.

[He's so down with the street terms, yo.]

I won't lecture you. That's the last thing you need and we don't even know each other, so what right do I have to tell you what to do, right? No one can live your life but you. You can't change things unless you want to.

Glad we understand each other, oh wise jedi master. [She rolls her eyes, because this non-lecture still sounds pretty much like a sneak-lecture.]

Now if you don't mind, I've got a bottle of pure happiness and sunshine that needs drinking.

[He can't help it. He's been down that path.]

Right. You know best. Just don't let the hard living get to you.

It's not hard. It's the easiest thing in the world.

Yeah, I know.

But I already said I wouldn't preach. That's what Ollie's for.

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