« on: February 11, 2015, 04:05:54 am »
Nope. Nope nope no, fuck that and fuck you. I came here on my day off and gave you a fair listen like I promised. Now I'm going to get my coat and leave, and we will not speak of this ever again. God damn it.
Not a soul to be seen or heard. For the next ten minutes, we had total isolation.
There was so much left, it seemed impossible. Surely we'd gone through more than that.
"It won't be that way. We've taken special precautions," he assured me.
"I'll believe you, mostly because I really want to." It was the truth; there was no way these people, smart and earnest as they were, could have accounted for everything.
I followed him to the door, behind which was the most important thing I'd ever dealt with in my life... this month, at least.
I had been taking constant sips of water to avoid entering the conversation, but I miscalculated. I sat staring at the ice cubes, cursing them for not melting fast enough.
She sniffed at the damp, cool forest air. The fecund smell seemed to wash away the dry, dusty residue of the city.
THERE AIN'T ENOUGH CHEEZ WHIZ IN THIS WHOLE DAMN TOWN FOR YOUR BULLSHIT.
Maybe if you quit being such an asspig for twelve continuous seconds we'd be able to unfuck this turdstorm of incompetence. But first, lunch.
Everything hurt, in a way I was not prepared for. Just sitting still as a rock with half a bottle of aspirin swimming around in my blood hurt.
Sure, in concept it's easy to understand that getting your ass kicked in a straight-up fist fight is gonna be painful. But adrenaline is a fickle bitch and once it leaves you, you're left with nothing but sandbags where your muscles should be.
Shauna would, of course, find this hilarious. Because she's that kind of friend.