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private | voice makes_asteroids January 5 2012, 10:26:05 UTC
...Do I need to be concerned about hooking you up to an O2 stat monitor?

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private | voice refrigeratormom January 5 2012, 10:26:44 UTC
What?

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Re: private | voice makes_asteroids January 5 2012, 10:28:39 UTC
It makes sure you are still breathing.

[How drunk are you, in other words.]

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private | voice refrigeratormom January 5 2012, 10:32:39 UTC
Why? What-

-Oh, come on. I'm not that drunk!

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Re: private | voice makes_asteroids January 5 2012, 10:34:06 UTC
Just checking.

Should I ask?

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private | voice refrigeratormom January 5 2012, 10:36:18 UTC
No. [That wasn't her voice breaking you dreamed it.]

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Re: private | voice makes_asteroids January 5 2012, 10:40:24 UTC
[Sure it was. Not like he hasn't been through having a spouse walk -RUN- out on you.]

Do you want company for a while? Chess is my preferred game but I have others.

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private | voice refrigeratormom January 5 2012, 10:45:15 UTC
[She buries her face into a pillow, emerging after a few seconds to nod silently, eyes welling with tears.]

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Re: private | voice makes_asteroids January 5 2012, 10:46:24 UTC
Give me twenty.

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private | voice refrigeratormom January 5 2012, 10:47:57 UTC
But- it's Dark out. You'll. You'll get hurt.

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Re: private | voice makes_asteroids January 5 2012, 10:50:10 UTC
I'm outside most nights actually.

But I won't step afoot out tonight, I promise. I'll see you in twenty.

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private | voice refrigeratormom January 5 2012, 10:52:11 UTC
...Okay.

[She's drunk and doesn't know how to brain this, Magneto, so she'll just agree and hope everything magically works out.]

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*action makes_asteroids January 5 2012, 10:54:11 UTC
[Twenty minutes later, he's knocking softly. He might smell very overly strongly of bleach - but he's not wearing anything white. He also has a leather rucksack over his shoulder.]

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refrigeratormom January 5 2012, 10:56:54 UTC
[It takes her a few extra seconds, but she gets to her feet and meanders to the door to answer him. She's not dressed normally, but in stupid pajamas and a cheap robe that's wrapped too-tightly around herself. She's cold for the first time since September.]

Hi, Michael.

Why do you smell like bleach?

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makes_asteroids January 5 2012, 10:58:48 UTC
Side effect of not going outside.

[He waits until she lets him in before swinging the bag off his shoulder.]

When did you eat last?

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refrigeratormom January 5 2012, 11:00:20 UTC
Oh... I. I don't get it.

[But she lets him in anyway because. Whatever. And starts walking towards a chair or something.]

Um... breakfast? I had a sandwich. There weren't any cult leaders on it.

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