Captain Jack Sparrow, here.

Mar 17, 2005 07:14

There just are no words for this.

No words, no feelings, no livejournal mood icon. 6 years I hold back.

*sighs* I can't even bring myself to be sorry.

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leela1 March 24 2005, 10:02:50 UTC
*knocking on door*
Stewie - you got a minute?

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bloody_bottle March 24 2005, 10:06:25 UTC
*lets her in, looking awful. tired, pale, and like he's probably been having nightmares and throwing up all day. in other words, he looks pretty much like everyone who was there*

What?

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leela1 March 24 2005, 10:12:37 UTC
*...* I brought you some milk...do you like hot cocoa?

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bloody_bottle March 24 2005, 10:16:18 UTC
Whatever.

What do you want, Leela? I'm not in a great mood today. So if you've come to threaten me and all that, could you please it along with it? I already feel badly enough, anyway.

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leela1 March 24 2005, 10:19:25 UTC
*wearily* I'm not here to threaten you Stewie. *grin* If you feel anything like I do, then threatening is out of the question..at least for a few weeks - or until we both feel better. Deal?

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bloody_bottle March 24 2005, 10:22:07 UTC
Hell yes.

So why are you here?

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leela1 March 24 2005, 10:30:32 UTC
I drank the last of the milk the other day..I figured I'd replace it. No poison, no hidden drugs. No ulterior motives. Well, except this.

You could have killed me. Could have shot me up good. You didn't. Coulda done it to Jack, too. You didn't. Hey -not to say we're friends - we aren't. And not to say that someday I won't come back here and discuss it with you. But - right now - I'm just thankful. Look, I didn't realize the time - I've gotta be somewhere. Here's your milk.

Pleasant dreams, Master Stewart.

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bloody_bottle March 24 2005, 10:32:07 UTC
*blinks rapidly*

And pleasant dreams to you, Mistress Leela.

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