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[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Luke is sitting with his laptop beneath a tree near his house, spazzing out because he found a strange internet signal. Since he was bored, he decided to wander around Wikipedia, somehow managing to land on this particular link. Funny thing is that he was reading about Dolphins when he first started.]

...This is like educational 4chan.

[He's very amused.]

[ooc: Kie's tired of emo from this one, so 8D come bug him if you're interested on the internet/the slightly NSFW wiki link he's reading >>]

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[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I'm not dumb enough to jump out of a third story window. Or fourth...

Only second. Maybe off a roof. Or the balcony of my old apartment.

That was to fuck up someone's car, though. I succeeded.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...

No.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Why must you deny me of my simple pleasures in life?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Because most of the time, your "simple pleasures" end up with me getting hurt.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I'm not asking you to jump off with me, nor will I be using you as a landing matress.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but I'll be the one worrying and freaking out and being upset when you break something.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

All right, all right. Sorry.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Right, right...

[And starts walking around the house, showing him the furniture around]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

You really carried this shit here? [ looking around at everything, stopping to examine some random things. ]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Damnit, Luke. You could have waited.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

I needed something to distract myself.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I know, I know. The last thing I need is for you to have hurt yourself doing this.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Hah...one more injury wouldn't have made it any worse.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

You're making it sound like I'm not allowed to worry about you.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. I managed to tire myself out and I slept for a while. It felt nice.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

...Hmm.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Moves to hug Guy, clinging a little] I didn't sleep for a couple of days because I was scared.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ softly returns the hug. ] I'm sorry.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...

He didn't mean to. I know it.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Let's not talk about that.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Then I should just pretend it never happened?

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

No. Every time I think about it, my urge to make sure he suffers for what he did returns.

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...

He was drunk. He wasn't thinking, and chances are that he doesn't even remember, just like you don't when you drink.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

It doesn't fucking matter, Luke. He still did this to you. Drunk or not, you still have to face the consequences of your actions.