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[ even having gone through a very real zombie epidemic, there's no forgetting one of the greatest holidays toward the end of october... guy certainly couldn't.

that is precisely why he can be found outside of his house, hanging up decorations in all the colors of halloween and various icons we have come to associate with it. purple and orange lights reminiscent of christmas lights, garland of various colors, fake spider web... yeah, he's pimpin' out his house, halloween style. it's never too early to do this! by all means, he's late!

and he may just be rocking out to a certain song by the name of "thriller". you know the one. don't hate. ]

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Oh. But I'm not..

...

What?

...not a girl at the moment..?

...

[ this would be him falling to the floor and rolling around, making "ewww" sounds. ]

... *glares indignantly and plants a foot on him.* What the hell is your problem?

[ stops rolling thanks to the foot. ] You're a man and your pregnant?

No! It's not like that! *lifts his coat, showing the typical Luke abs, if with a scar.* How would that even work?

Then where the fuck did your baby go? Is it lingering in some sort of alternate dimension?

And where the fuck did you get abs like that? Jesus Christ.

He's still a part of me, but not physically at the moment. I don't know how to explain it, but I can feel him.

Huh? Abs like what?

Hoooly Christ, this is one of the strangest things I have ever experienced.

My mind is blown.

I need a drink.

You aren't even experiencing it, you know.

Me too. I could really use one about now.

I am in a second hand way. You've given me your gender changing cooties and now I'll wake up with tits again.

I don't fucking thing so.

Oh baloney. And even if you do, it's not as if it's a horrible, permanent thing.

Why the hell not? My nerves are shot.

I like being male a hell of a lot more. My back constantly kills me as a chick...

No. N-O.

And you laughed at me being glad my chest was small.

That's not an answer! Why? *Luke whiiiiiine.*

Yeah, yeah...

You could bleed even more. Thins your blood and all.

Oh.. Didn't know that. *sighs, slouching against the chair.* Damn it. This sucks. Finally back to being a guy and now I can't drink and Asch probably won't sleep with me.

I'll sleep with you.

No. Way. In. Hell. Just because I fucked up, again, doesn't mean I'm going to go running to another person anymore.

[ >: ] Shot down.

I'm not going to give him any more reasons to distrust me. I'm not going to be a damn whore.

I was just kidding.

I know.. but I'm serious. I can't keep being that kind of person.

Stop fucking sleeping with people, then. Saying "no" isn't that hard. Hell, I avoided sleeping with Noir for years. Do you know how hard that was?

That's what I'm doing. Why I'm saying these things to you, even if you're joking. And it is hard when you feel responsible for their suffering and pain...