Glance 274

[venomouselle]

I don't even know why you keep trying. It'll take more than that. You only want to make me miserable. You'll have to try harder you fucking cunts. I don't care. Fuck this. Fuck.

Fuck you City. Fuck this shit. Fuck all of this. Do whatever you want I don't care. I don't fucking care.

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[judgement]

Well.

[venomouselle]

It's the truth.

[judgement]

Colorful way to put it, but yeah, I've got to agree.

[venomouselle]

That means you're not an idiot entirely.

[judgement]

A fantastic accomplishment, indeed.

Who're you?

[venomouselle]

Elle Driver.

[judgement]

Nice to meet you. Name's Cross Marian.

Unfortunate you're in such a sour mood. But I guess this place does that. I just got here.

[venomouselle]

Cross? You must have had strange folks.

My sympathy. It's early yet, you'll see what I mean.

[judgement]

Haha. Something like that.

I'm already feeling it, honestly.

[venomouselle]

I'm one to talk.

Ah, it gets worse, pal.

[judgement]

Oh? Where'd you come from?

Shit. I've been here three days and I already need to get smashed. Hard.

[venomouselle]

California and a few other places. I traveled a good deal.

What's stopping you?

[judgement]

...California? Never heard of it.

Not much. Just need a good partner, I guess.

[venomouselle]

It's a hell of a place.

Hn. And no luck?

[judgement]

I'm from... a lot of places, myself. Most likely conceived in Britain, though. If you know what Britain is.

Not as of yet. All the people I know here from my own world are--teenagers. Righteous, good-doing teenagers who want to save the world. That, or people who want to cut off my hands or play with my spleen.

See my problem?

[venomouselle]

Of course I do.

You work with kids? You must have a masochistic streak. You should drink. Company or not.