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♋ 004 || Text (Backdated to last night)

HI AGAIN, IDIOT.
SCRATCH THAT.
IDIOT DOESN'T EVEN 8EGIN TO FUCKING DESCRI8E IT.
DID THE FESTERING SKYHIGH PILE OF GRU8LOAF INFUSE WITH YOUR SPONGE DURING YOUR MULTIDIMENSIONAL RIP THROUGH TIME AND SPACE?
ARE YOU THAT DETERMINED TO FUCK ME OVER?
JEGUS SLOPSHITTING CHRIST.
YOU ARE 8EYOND LUCKY I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF DAMAGE CONTROL, 8ECAUSE WHEN I FIND YOU, I'M GOING TO PUREE YOUR SKULL INTO GRU8SAUCE.
AND I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU PULL THAT "I Do Not Understand" HOOF8EAST SHIT, I'LL PUREE YOU TWICE.

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[Is it obvious that she's sensitive about being a good moirail now that she knows that's what they are? Yes? Damn.]

[This is so backwards. This is making him a little sick. He had a few months to accept the fact that all of his friends were dead and gone, and suddenly he's being forced to face it again. And maybe face the fact that he was trying to fill holes that he shouldn't have been trying to fill.

Now what?]

[Yeah he really doesn't want to talk about him, especially now that everything is kind of Falling Apart Around Him.]

Edited 2011-12-01 07:52 (UTC)

[And following that, unless he's really, really urgent about it, she won't reply again.]

[In fact, that's what he's worried about.]

Edited 2011-12-01 08:12 (UTC)

[It takes a long time.

A really, really long time, relative to instant messaging. He's probably gone by the time it gets sent.]

[Even if he's gone, though, the sentiment is still there.

Oh well.]

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