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[hexdontlie]

[Jinx looks frustrated. Okay, beyond frustrated. There are dark circles of makeup under her catlike eyes. Her fuchsia hair is piled sloppily on top of her head and, from what the PCD shows, she's in a bathrobe.]

I can confidently say that I've handled the crap our false gods have thrown at us gracefully. I just say, hey, at least we're not

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[painhumbles]

You okay, princess? You're looking like you're about to massacre a seven year ache.

[hexdontlie]

My bathtub is filled with crap, this house is draftier than a parking garage, and my boyfriend's in a fourteen-year-old. Nothing is okay right now.

[painhumbles]

So it's okay for a guy older than the cosmos to bone a barely legal girl who looks like she got spliced with something out of a Lisa Frank drawing, but you can't get past the fact that said ancient being is currently residing in jailbait.

Please tell me it's not just because he hits like a girl in that body.

[hexdontlie]

It's because Allen is watching.

[painhumbles]

....And? I'm sure he's probably seen boobs before.

[hexdontlie]

This isn't up for discussion, Hostess.

[painhumbles]

Right. I forgot. I don't want you boning my brother.

And you have hands. Take out your sexual frustration like the rest of us do and use 'em.

[hexdontlie]

I am so not having this conversation with you right now.

[painhumbles]

As opposed to all the other conversations we don't have and yet- surprise! Have anyway.

[hexdontlie]

Look, either you fly your sorry ass over here and fix my bathtub or I'm hanging up.

[painhumbles]

I'll think about it.

[HANGS UP FIRST. Give him an hour. He'll be banging on the door.]

[hexdontlie]

[Stupid son of a--she practically chucks the PCD across the bathroom, then plops down defiantly on the edge of the tub.]

[painhumbles]

[Okay. Different tactic. Excuse him while he walks over to the apple tree, examines it, climbs up enough to grab the end of one of the branches and gives it a furious shake.

APPLE RAIN. The lesser known hit single of Prince.]

[hexdontlie]

[INSERT LONG STREAM OF LATIN CURSING AND A GOOD AMOUNT OF SHRIEKS HERE.]

[painhumbles]

[YELLING UP.] Open. The. Damn. Door.

[hexdontlie]

[SCREAMING DOWN.] It isn't locked, you fool!