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Frankie Dalton ([personal profile] never_very_good) wrote in [community profile] what_wings_dare2012-01-13 09:37 pm
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I'm good at this.

[ n a m e ; ] Frankie Dalton
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[personal profile] eiremagic 2014-11-06 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
I told him I was married, didn't I? I told him and he fucking got it, better than you did-

[She's starting to hyperventilate now]

How could you fucking do this to me? How could you fucking do this to me?
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[personal profile] transposition 2014-11-06 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Eden.

[He's not sure if he's pleading or trying to reason with her or trying to calm her down. Or maybe he's just saying it while he can, like he's going to vanish.]

It wasn't supposed to be like this, you fucking know I didn't mean it to be like this.
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[personal profile] eiremagic 2014-11-07 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
And here we fucking are, and you want to leave-

What the fuck did you think was going to happen, Frankie? That I would sit and mourn you forever?
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[personal profile] transposition 2014-11-07 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Course not.

[He's not even really trying to not look petulant.]

I didn't think I was gonna make it out of that fucking room.
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[personal profile] eiremagic 2014-11-07 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Then act like a fucking man about this, will you?
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[personal profile] transposition 2014-11-07 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
I'm fucking trying to. I'm trying not to tear things apart for you, here.
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[personal profile] eiremagic 2014-11-07 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)

Don't be fucking daft?

[She hits him again, but less hard.]

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[personal profile] transposition 2014-11-07 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Christ, what a mess. He glares for a moment, not exactly at her but sort of in her direction, without a damn idea what to do.

So he leans in to kiss her again, if she lets him.]