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[countingthunder]

Had a sister once. Older, more your world than your parents. She used to kiss your hurts better, one feather-light to the corner of your mouth and it always worked. For her own, she liked to play with razerblades, said it helped with the pain. You tried it once, but couldn't understand

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[theidiotchild]

River, what's wrong?

[countingthunder]

He tells you anyway.

[theidiotchild]

What do you mean?

[countingthunder]

They're not hiding either, just show up when he needs one, weave them out of nothing because they mean nothing.

[theidiotchild]

River, it's gonna be okay.

[countingthunder]

Everything gets worse before it gets better.

[theidiotchild]

I'll be here for you then, if it's going to get worse.

[countingthunder]

......

Are you all right?

[theidiotchild]

Of course, meimei, why wouldn't I be?

((You know, besides the almost getting shot thing.))

[countingthunder]

Tuesday.

[theidiotchild]

Tuesday?

[countingthunder]

You're fine then.

[theidiotchild]

That's what I said. Should I be upset?

[countingthunder]

You were.

[theidiotchild]

...About your boyfriend, you mean.

[countingthunder]

Yes.