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muses_w_remotes12.5. “Yeah? Well, that's a crock. It doesn't work that way. Look, do you realize how happy you were with her? That is, of course, when you weren't driving yourself crazy. Every day? Come on. Some people will never BE that happy. I'LL never be that happy. What am I talking to you for? You don't know anything.”
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Tim wasn’t exactly sure what had just happened or even if he was supposed to know what had just happened. He chewed on the inside of the corner of his mouth and scratched the back of his head. “Ya’ alright, Six?” he asked.
Jason threw Tim a glare of annoyance. “Do I look alright to you? Huh? No, I’m not damn well alright but you can just fuck off back the hole you crawled out of because you’ve never been there to help me before. It’s too late to start now.” He shook his head, backing up in his chair and wheeling himself through to the kitchen.
Inevitably, Tim followed his best friend, unphased. He was worried, though. “Yeah, alright, I’ll give ya’ that but can’t I try again? I mean, ain’t anyone else here, is there? What happened? Is this somethin’ t’do with Mac? Oh hell, she ain’t broken up with ya’, has she?” he asked, frowning.
“No, but that doesn’t mean we’re going to stay together,” Jason muttered from the opened fridge, taking out a can of soda. He elbowed the door closed again and wheeled over to the sink to look for the little tool he used to open cans. “She’s pregnant.”
Tim’s mouth dropped open. “What? Like, with a kid?”
( Jason snorted and flicked the can open, tossing the tool back into the sink. “No, with a giant squid. Yes, with a fucking kid!” )
Taylor MacKenzie [comeswithcuffs] & Sam Jameson [supermarketsam] referenced with permission
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texas33forever | Follows THISTim wasn’t exactly sure what had just happened or even if he was supposed to know what had just happened. He chewed on the inside of the corner of his mouth and scratched the back of his head. “Ya’ alright, Six?” he asked.
Jason threw Tim a glare of annoyance. “Do I look alright to you? Huh? No, I’m not damn well alright but you can just fuck off back the hole you crawled out of because you’ve never been there to help me before. It’s too late to start now.” He shook his head, backing up in his chair and wheeling himself through to the kitchen.
Inevitably, Tim followed his best friend, unphased. He was worried, though. “Yeah, alright, I’ll give ya’ that but can’t I try again? I mean, ain’t anyone else here, is there? What happened? Is this somethin’ t’do with Mac? Oh hell, she ain’t broken up with ya’, has she?” he asked, frowning.
“No, but that doesn’t mean we’re going to stay together,” Jason muttered from the opened fridge, taking out a can of soda. He elbowed the door closed again and wheeled over to the sink to look for the little tool he used to open cans. “She’s pregnant.”
Tim’s mouth dropped open. “What? Like, with a kid?”
( Jason snorted and flicked the can open, tossing the tool back into the sink. “No, with a giant squid. Yes, with a fucking kid!” )
Taylor MacKenzie [
comeswithcuffs] & Sam Jameson [supermarketsam] referenced with permissionWord Count | 1,150
