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[freedrinkplease]

So you're tryin' to tell me Pig don't got Runt where you're stickin' me?

No.

You're a fucking fool, girl. Me an' Runt, we pals since babes. Can't live without her. We need each other.

I don't need more friends. I got Runt. Don't fucking dare think I need more than Runt. We be side by side every day. Just wait for her.

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[saidrepent]

[He sighs.] The longer you delude yourself into thinking you have any control over this, the more miserable you're going to end up in the long run.

As for where you're going, it depends. Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't, and it all depends on where you are and whatever the curse of the day is. [A beat.] And for the record, my name isn't "older you." It's Raymond Leon.

[freedrinkplease]

Raymond Leon.

[ Sounds french. Pig wrinkles his nose and leans closer. ]

Where I'm going, there ain't gonna be Runt, nobody there for me? I'm used to that, but Runt keeps me calm.

[saidrepent]

[At that, he really can't keep himself from taking a step back.]

There'll be people there, sure. Probably people just like you, who've got friends back home they never thought they could live without. However you deal with that is up to you.

[freedrinkplease]

You been havin' friends there?

[saidrepent]

[Another pause.]

A few, yes. [Though really, he's sure if he could consider them friends so much as people he's on somewhat friendly terms with.]

[freedrinkplease]

Then you be getting it easy.

No Runt.. No Pig.

[saidrepent]

[He just snorts.]

Not as easy as you'd think.

You'll get over it.

[freedrinkplease]

[ Pig is going to stare, trying very hard to keep his head. From the way he's glaring, though, it's not going to last for long. ]

Won't be getting over nothing. Get off your high horse.

[saidrepent]

[Sigh.]

Fine. You want to set yourself up for some crushing disappointment? Be my guest.

But don't say I didn't warn you.