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[torporheart]

[ really, it's meant to be voice, but he's not really in a clear state of mind. so. so, videohe's gone a couple days without sleep. right now, he's definitely tired. definitely out of sorts. he's in the pantry, lounging back against the door. the nv must be on one of the shelves. it's an over head caddy corner view. he's not looking at the camera,

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[tofaceyesterday]

[what the hell]

[tofaceyesterday]

[what the hell]

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[tofaceyesterday]

I think even a dream analyst would have a hard time figuring that one out.

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[torporheart]

that isnt what i asled

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[tofaceyesterday]

Nor was it what you asked, but something tells me that you wouldn't give me a straight answer either if I asked what was going on.

And where that smoke is coming from.

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[torporheart]

a candle

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[tofaceyesterday]

A candle. I see.

Any particular reason why you're inhaling the smoke? Most scented candles don't smell that good.

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[torporheart]

i ate some candy today

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[tofaceyesterday]

[suddenly, topic whiplash.]

So what?

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[torporheart]

so. in the hospital, i ate what they gave me, but you know

a lot of it came back up because i don't know my stomach doesn't like food any more

i didn't

i smoked

it made me hungry enough to eat candy.

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[torporheart]

never mind.

what do you want, anyway?

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[tofaceyesterday]

[there's so much wrong with what this boy has just said, but the only--mercifully--highpoint of Snake's pessimism is at least I didn't have to pry it out of him. it makes things a mite easier.

this would be the point where he fixes Miharu a fierce, indignant glare but even that seems like too much of a luxury for him.] A lot more than I did two minutes ago. Do you even know what you're smoking? What it's doing to you?

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[torporheart]

yeah sure & doesnt matter

how long have we known each other? i mean what was it that made you speak to me anyway? wasn't it because i was thinking about selling myself to buy yoite out of jail?

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[tofaceyesterday]

Couldn't be more wrong. Who sold it to you?

It goes back a little further than that. Maybe you'll remember once your damn head clears.

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[torporheart]

some men

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[tofaceyesterday]

[the filters go up a few seconds later. it's easier to speak without restraint when you don't have to worry about an audience.]

Do you honestly believe that people who are sleazy enough to peddle drugs to kids have linear intentions, or are even giving you what you paid for? You don't know what that stuff is. You don't know what it could do to you.