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[angel_dylan]

Dylan Sanders had never been the sort of woman given to depression. By nature, she wasn't a moper -- When life threw her a downer, she took it out physically. With her fists, typically, but sex worked well, too. This time, however, it was just a bit too much. For the second time, the fucking whims of the island had taken one of her best friends

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[flyboy_shepp]

It wasn't like they normally talked about anything, but after days of moping about (on both their parts) and dancing around the issue of the empty hut across the way, John was kind of fed up. He wanted to keep on not talking about it - that was, in a way, his default reaction - but this was Rodney, and how John reacted to things didn't really matter.

If Dylan or Leoben were to follow, John didn't really know what the hell he was going to do, and he was pretty sure Dylan was thinking along the same lines.

He wasn't all too surprised to find her sitting in the ferris wheel, and didn't say anything as he climbed in next to her.

[angel_dylan]

For the space of nearly a minute, Dylan didn't say anything at all. Not that she really needed to, of course. It wasn't exactly what most people would call healthy, but sometimes, she swore they functioned better that way.

"I really need a drink," she finally admitted, picking almost angrily at the fraying hem of her cut-offs. It was an understatement, though. What she really needed was to get falling-down drunk.

[flyboy_shepp]

"I'm pretty sure we can find some if we look hard enough," John said. He rarely felt the need to get drunk outside of social situations, but he almost felt like he wished he could have spent the past few days knocked out in their hut with a hangover.

[angel_dylan]

Dylan cut John a sidelong glance. "Want to walk over to the Hub and see if we can scare up a bottle of something awful?" she asked, brows arching. It wasn't as if they were going to sit here and talk about their feelings or something. They both knew what was up, they both knew it sucked, and it didn't require some kind of in-depth analysis.