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dear_mun2013-10-08 02:31 pm
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so about that show that starts tomorrow
Yeah, I don't know, maybe you should catch up on the crap you're supposed to be doing instead of bugging me. I know it's probably hard considering you have the attention span of a squirrel on acid.
Why don't you go bother that boogeyman you're so fond of and stop yanking my chain?
Why don't you go bother that boogeyman you're so fond of and stop yanking my chain?
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hi
violet
violet hi ]
What?
[ look at how angelic he is ok ]
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You're being a dick, [ she says matter-of-factly, fingers idly tugging at the bottom of her mustard colored cardigan. ] You should be, like, I don't know, happy, or whatever, that your mun is interested in doing something with you.
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I don't think this really counts.
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Yeah, why not?
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This is like one giant cock tease, you know? Everybody comes here at least once, doesn't mean it's serious.
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[ she murmurs the words, canting her head to the side, lightly resting it against his shoulder. ]
What if it is different this time, Tate? What then?
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[ he turns his mouth against the crown of her hair, breathing against her scalp. ]
And you're here. So that's okay.
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...for now.
[ annoyed, violet digs her nails into the skin of her palms. ]
This is such bullshit, you know? We're not puppets. We should be free to make our own choices and decisions.
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Sorry 'bout calling you a dick.
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It's cool. It's not like I've seen you for a while.
[ he cocks his head, and it's somehow playful, but also almost secretive; like he's talking about something they could get in trouble for ]
What's the old bat got you doing?
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Still, I kinda feel like a bitch. [ she pauses, chews her lip, thoughtfully. ] I'll figure out a way to make it up to you.
[ the question catches her off-guard. (reluctantly) she pulls away from him, gaze panning downwards. ]
Nothing. Only reason she dragged me out the deepest, darkest corners of her fucked up mind was so I could talk to you.
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[ since he's kind of in the same boat anyway, so he sets that topic aside and his smile grows into more of a grin, hands chasing after her waist in the space she's created ]
I could think of a few ways for you to make it up to me.
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I'm listening.
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A bed works.
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Easy, right?