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[notsaul]

[By night, the werewolf works...

HAHA, not so much, it's, like, mid-afternoon and Annie is all up on your shit, putting up this beautifully hand-drawn poster on every available and unavailable surface. Walls. Doors. The slower-moving elderly. Everything. They are all her billboard bitches now.

Catch her in the act. Catch her after the act. Catch her

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[cuttlefidget]

[Annie what did you just tape to his forehead what is this]

Annie, what...

[He removes it. Glances at it. Squeals and drops it.]

ANNIE!

[notsaul]

Oh.

It's you.

Don't move. [TRYING TO STAPLE ANOTHER ONE ON]

[cuttlefidget]

NO NO NO NO NO DON'T STAPLE IT!

[notsaul]

Well then stop fucking trying to take it off!

[cuttlefidget]

B-but I can't see if it's on my forehead, Annie, and then I'll trip and fall and break something and... and... oh that was the plan, wasn't it.

[notsaul]

No, but that's a good fucking side-effect. [HUFFING going to put up more posters]

[cuttlefidget]

[He's just going to trot after her like a kicked puppy.]

Annie, p-please, you've been avoiding me or t-trying to kill me f-for... um... quite some time and now and I really thing... I mean... haven't I apologized enough? I n-never meant... you know I didn't mean...

[notsaul]

[SLAMMING a poster onto a light pole. it bends slightly.]

Fuck... Well, y'know, actions speak louder than words and shit.

[cuttlefidget]

B-but I wasn't even in my right mind! Y-you know Mayfield t-tries to break people apart, Annie, you know I w-would never, never, never e-ever do anything like that, not to you! I just... I w-wasn't in control of myself and it j-just happened! Haven't you e-ever done something stupid here because of that? I m-mean, you m-must have, everyone has, it c-can't be just me...

[Annie. His voice is getting dangerously high-pitched and his breathing is all uneven. Wat do?]

[notsaul]

[oh wow that's a bit too close to the truth um

um

backhand him across the face] Calm the fuck down.

You really want forgiveness? You're gonna have to do something for me.

[cuttlefidget]

[SLAP'D.

Ow. Ow. Well. He's not on the verge of hyperventilating anymore. But he's crying. And he may have just spat a glob of ink into the street (lucky you, turning his face with with DAT SMACK!).]

O-oh! I...

[It's going to be something horrible and degrading.

He already does her laundry.]

I... o-okay. What is it?

[notsaul]

[she reaches

into her pants]

[cuttlefidget]

[... Annie what are you doing

Annie no

He loves you but not like that]

[notsaul]

[and she pulls out

a stack of papers]

Here. Come to my party, read this shit out loud. All will be forgiven.

[cuttlefidget]

O-oh, I guess I could... could do that.

[He wipes his eyes, adjusts his glasses, and glances at the first paper in the stack.]

... Annie. Annie t-this is about me.

'So one day there was this guy who was a total fucking crybaby. Like, I am not even kidding here, okay, this asshole cried about everything and a lot of times about nothing.'

[His face falls.]

[notsaul]

[this face]

I wrote it myself!