Apr 18, 2005 10:41
*gets together assorted weaponry and prepares to deal out an ass-kicking if necessary*
*heads over to Gwindor's and pounds on the door*
ETA: *hurries home with the intention of bathing continuously for the next week or so* >:'(
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*opens the door*
:O Fin? :D <3
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*holds the door open for you*
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Get dressed and we'll go down to the pub, where you will buy me a strong drink and we can discuss things.
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All right...I guess...why can't we just do it here?
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And because I say we can't. Any further questions?
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*takes a quick look in the mirror to be sure he's at his most adorable*
*returns* Okay, let's go.
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*jerks away when you offer your arm*
Don't even think about it. >:|
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*orders drinks*
So. What did you want to talk about? :s
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The same thing we always talk about. You have to stop this.
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*sips his drink*
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THIS. All this. The stalking. The harassment. The general misery for my friends and family. I'm tired of it. I can't take it anymore.
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You may as well ask me to stop loving you.
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You can have a different life. But you have to at least stop making mine a living hell. That's not love. ...Don't you remember having this conversation a thousand times before?
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I can't give you up. I'd be destroying a piece of me. Cut off an arm or a leg and it would hurt less.
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Keep up this kind of behavior and your days of being a multiple amputee may be nearer than you realize.
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