[coping mechanism is a go. And this experiment is helping how? Well for starters, as Dean now remembers his own life story- ...we might want to start at the beginning.
[damn, the video had been on. He pursed his lips, trying his best to give the impression of exhaustion rather that that AND other heavy shit. He didn't feel anyone needed to be burdened with the problems of all his family being cut off- ...he felt guilty already for how attached he had been, ...and how attached he still was.]
No offense taken. [his smile says otherwise- the sarcasm oozing from his tone. But, it's not from her question or retort...it's just a result of other stuff. ]
Howdy Partner. [Amy tries her best wild west impression for her greeting before she gives it up and her face settles into a more neutral expression. Just the corners of her mouth quirk up into something resembling a smile. She knows what Dean is feeling, she can read it all over his face, and she knows it all to well herself.]
oops! [in person i guess?] if he doesn't mind the intrusionkiss0gramFebruary 24 2012, 03:00:07 UTC
[Amy moves further into the room, being careful not to kick around any of the empty bottles.]
Sorry if I frightened you, the door was open [-ish...] and I thought, well, I thought you could use some company.
[Regardless of his refusal of assistance, she leans down and picks up a bottle next to her foot. She rolls it between her palms for a moment as she looks around the room.] So this is your place, yeah? It's nice.
no prob! [in person]1967impalaluvFebruary 24 2012, 05:21:17 UTC
Yah....it's ....big.
[nice was just not the word in his mind. Empty was the word he was thinking, but manic depressive was not a term in his playboy dictionary- and it didn't matter how depressed he was, his ego was all he had to keep up]
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[he doesn't even try to grin, just continues to pick up bottles]
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[he sighs]
Your brother's gone.
[he says it like it's passing time, and oddly enough- he said brother....hint to a different past? maybe?...]
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[damn, the video had been on. He pursed his lips, trying his best to give the impression of exhaustion rather that that AND other heavy shit. He didn't feel anyone needed to be burdened with the problems of all his family being cut off- ...he felt guilty already for how attached he had been, ...and how attached he still was.]
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[He sighs]
Do you have bigger trash cans? This is going to suck if I can't fit all these in the one bin.....I hate multiple trips.
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Yah...talk, talk about what exactly?
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Need a hand?
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nope, thanks though.
[he sighs]
I can at least clean up my own messes if nothing else.
[lies- if he had his old history back, he'd know EXACTLY how to ignore every piece of trash]
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Sorry if I frightened you, the door was open [-ish...] and I thought, well, I thought you could use some company.
[Regardless of his refusal of assistance, she leans down and picks up a bottle next to her foot. She rolls it between her palms for a moment as she looks around the room.] So this is your place, yeah? It's nice.
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[nice was just not the word in his mind. Empty was the word he was thinking, but manic depressive was not a term in his playboy dictionary- and it didn't matter how depressed he was, his ego was all he had to keep up]
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