Single for Life

[wantsyourcows]

She locked me out.

She fucking locked me out.

I don't even know what the hell I did!

Fuck this. I don't need this kind of shit.

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[onewithtragedy]

I'm quite disheartened to hear that to be honest...

Boiling with rage, dear Hermes?

[wantsyourcows]

I'm not in the mood.

[onewithtragedy]

To break your hand, punching out your door?

Perhaps talking to someone will help.

[wantsyourcows]

Does telling you to shut the fuck up count as talking?

[onewithtragedy]

Not unless it's to my face.

[wantsyourcows]

Look, I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you, so I shouldn't be yelling at you about it...

[onewithtragedy]

Oh, but Hermes! That's what I'm here for! To listen to your troubles - I'm here to listen to your yelling. (It's good material, I'll change the name...)

[wantsyourcows]

I don't need to be yelling at anyone but her right now.

[onewithtragedy]

It can be practice.

[wantsyourcows]

Too late.

[onewithtragedy]

Fuck

...you can release excess steam after?

[wantsyourcows]

Do you really want me to yell at you that badly?

[onewithtragedy]

YES. Some melodrama here would be nice at the very least.

[wantsyourcows]

Any chance I could just cry on you instead?

[onewithtragedy]

That'd be just fine, Hermes.

I'll get my tissues.

[wantsyourcows]

Thanks. <3