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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ For a few seconds he just stares at the ground, but then, ]

It's just some stupid shit that happened when I was a kid. Got stuck in a vent shaft when I had to help with maintenance. The engineering crew thought it'd be funny if they left me to stew for a while. They were just screwin' with me, but I freaked out so bad I fucked up my shoulder. That's all--

[ And now he feels ridiculous having said it aloud, and he picks up a rock and chucks it hard at a nearby tree. ]

See? Stupid as fuck.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ He stiffens at first at her touch, because for a little while there, it felt too much like pity-- but he eventually leans into her. ]

What a bunch of friggin' assholes.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ He huffs a laugh at that. ] See? That's why you're the brains in this relationship.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ It takes him a while, but he--nods, reaching up to take hold of her hand. ]

You're so smart. Where've you been all my life? [ Aside from the eight years where she hadn't been born yet, of course. ]
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ He nods when she moves away. ]

Yeah, don't worry. [ He puts a hand on her knee. ] I wasn't just kidding when I said I was fine.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ He smiles a little, tilting to rest his head against hers. ]

You know, we've still gotta talk about you going against the plan.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ He responds in kind, ] Yep, that's the one.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a beat of silence before he speaks, ] You know, one of these days? That might not be an option.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ His smile is a small one, and maybe it's a little rueful? But there it is, nonetheless. ]

One of these days, you've gotta tell me what I did to deserve you.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
Vague, but-- I like it. Not many who appreciate my unique style of existing.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-08 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Too late. Pretty sure my brain just got five pounds heavier.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-11-09 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
You'll just have to accept the new, sexier, altogether better me, larger ego and all.

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