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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 really wish I could.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Heh, and tear yourself from your machines and games? The world might end.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I can do it.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

But you wouldn't like it.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Oh well?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Just because we're getting married it doesn't mean you have to forcefully glue yourself to me...

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I want to give you a good life, Luke.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Again, I don't want you to force yourself to be with me.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

You're not forcing anything. When will you realize that?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Gives him a dumb look because, he doesn't realize it?]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

... [ just stares back at him. ]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...

I-its just that you love your games and your computers, and I know they're more important than anything. Being with me all the time would probably make you cranky...

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

That's why laptops exist, and we can easily play games together. You're far more important than them, Luke, really. I promise.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Okay. [He doesn't sound convinced. He still thinks that he's less important than technology.]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ sighs. ] Luke...

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

You mean more than the world to me. Please, believe it.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Nods, and moves to hug him] I love you.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ returns the hug. ] I love you, too.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Heh, h-how are you liking the house so far?

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

It's pretty nice, actually.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Ah, workroom...[And tugs him towards a little door, opening it. It looks as if Luke spent a lot of time here, since it almost looks as if it were sparkling. There's a computer desk, a chair, and a few counters pushed up against a wall that looks like one long table...lots of drawers in them for his tools and junk]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ stands at the door, obviously marveling the contents of the room. ] You really did this... For me?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Nods o.o]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Aww, so nice to me.