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[halfcocked]

[IT'S THE NIGHT OF DAY . . . okay that doesn't work here

but it's night, and someone's at ~Shuri Oak's~ window]

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Well getting on your knees isn't against the rules so that would be fine. Don't do that though.

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I won't! Besides, I know that stuff doesn't exist. Probably for real now, right?

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What doesn't exist??

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. . . That thing that doesn't exist?

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I don't know what you're talking about!!

...Oh wait I remember.

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Yeahhhhhh . . . [rolling around]

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Yeah that still doesn't exist. [playing with his shotglass]

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Still or more? I mean it doesn't exist for me either but it doesn't not exist more than it not existed before. [ROLLING OVER TO GET MORE TEQUILA . . . ]

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That was way too much sentence... about things that don't exist...

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I forget what I said.

[pours two more shots]

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Good! [ACCEPTS]

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It was about stuff that doesn't exist like feelings. I forgot! I forgot the movie, Shuri!

[STARTS THE MOVIE! taking that shot yeah]

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Then let's just watch it then!!

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Shhhh!

[cuddling up to him yeah sorry bro]

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[don't cuddle me after that '-' well no, drunk enough to just lean on anyway]

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[cuddling EXTRA after that, that's how we roll. but quietly watching the movie once they get comfortable]

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[well okay this is a pretty nice setup. drinking his shot... this is a lot of shots...]

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[IT'S FOUR . . . yeah not pouring any more, just enjoying cuddling and movie and being drunk]

Hey, you should dump your boyfriend, he's not good enough for you.

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...You've been saying that for a while now...

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He's in love with other dudes, it pisses me off. Have I? I said it before? I forgot . . .

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I dunno, you always get annoyed about stuff like that. I already knew that about him??

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I forgot I always get annoyed about it. So you're okay with it?

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Yeah. [...pauses, staring at the computer screen, thoughtful]

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[petting his hair] Huuuuuuh?

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--It's fine.

[STARES MOROSELY INTO HIS EMPTY SHOTGLASS INSTEAD...]