she's so mean to her mun /sob

[overdosed]

How exactly is rewatching approximately three minutes of my show helping you with my voice? And you're right; my dad is a total dork, but that's not the point. Don't you have better things to do with your time?

... right. Forget I asked.

Whatever. Just... don't read anymore shitty fanfiction, alright? Thanks.

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[overdosed]

[ ... well, she hasn't spoken to you in forever. ]

He's not cool either.

[overdosed]

[ Right. So she can experience Langdon Crocodile Tears once more. No way. ]

A cooler dad than you, at least. [ Oh look. Guess who's still bitter. ]

[overdosed]

[ Oh, she dares you to apologize, Tate. ]

Fucked up? That's putting it lightly, don't you think? You ruined my life, and my parents' lives, and gave me a half-brother that's the devil resurrected or some shit like that. It doesn't matter that you realize it was a fuck up. You're fucking evil, and you deserve to be miserable.

[overdosed]

[ She actually feels some pity for him, although she won't show how deep it runs. ]

There's nothing you can do. People don't get forgiven for the kind of crimes you committed, Tate. They just don't.

Besides, you're asking the wrong person. You didn't kill me.

[overdosed]

[ SHE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU. ]

You're a broken record. You claim you want to be good, but all you do is mope around this shithole. I don't want you anymore, so you can stop waiting for me to let you back in or whatever.

[overdosed]

[ Please, like he knows how to turn her laptop on.

For a split second, her jaw clenches, then her face goes cruelly blank. ]

That's nice.

[overdosed]

[ Oh, you caught her there.

She watches Tate with a slight deer in headlights expression before shrugging a shoulder silently.]

[overdosed]

[ ....

...

.. ]

I don't want you to go.

[ There. She said it. ]

[overdosed]

[ That's not a small smile on her face, nope. ]

No one else in here would let you stalk them anyway.

[overdosed]

Right, and I'm sure you've never gone through my underwear drawer when the opportunity presented itself.

[overdosed]

[ .... huh. ]

Thought that was a creepy asshole rite of passage.

[overdosed]

So, you can kill people, but you won't go through someone's belongings? Thanks then, I guess.

[overdosed]

Could have fooled me.

[overdosed]

Having a conversation. People have them. Ghosts too, I've heard.