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Post by Gidget on Jan 27, 2021 18:04:14 GMT -8
"I don't weigh less than a feather, WR. I'm not malnourished." This time, there was a bit more emotion behind her words, and it was easier to see that she genuinely believed what she said. "I'm not even that skinny... And I do eat."
She ran her fingers through her hair, leaving it to stick up in all directions. She sighed softly. She genuinely didn't know where WR was coming from. She was aware that she didn't eat much at all, but... "I've been watching my weight, and it hasn't gone down in... a while."[/i]
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 27, 2021 18:10:13 GMT -8
WR raised a brow at that. That was the second time she mentioned losing weight.
"I don't think THAT'S the problem. I think it's the opposite."
They swung their legs up onto the couch and stretched them out. Ironically, this argument had deprived them of their own appetite.
"But, fine. I'll drop it. I'm sorry." Their words sounded all but genuine, except for that 'sorry'. It was the first time tonight any emotion had snuck into their words, and even if it was only in a single word, it was heavy.
They sighed.
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Post by Gidget on Jan 27, 2021 18:11:39 GMT -8
Gidget continued to swing idly back and forth for a moment, trying to understand what they were saying. It wasn't clicking, and it didn't make any sense to her. She finally swung all the way around, until she could look at them again.
"WR... what's... what's wrong? Like, what's actually wrong? I don't... get where this is... coming from."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 27, 2021 18:16:11 GMT -8
WR fell silent for a moment, contemplating, their eyes pinned to the floor.
"I don't know, Gidget, maybe I'm just losing what's left of my mind." They muttered, curling their knees into their chest. Admittedly, they didn't even know what was happening at this point. They thought backing off would make it better, but it didn't. Now, emotion was sweeping over them, and they weren't entirely sure why.
"Either way, it doesn't matter. Just.. keep working on your stuff, I guess."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 27, 2021 18:18:23 GMT -8
Gidget got up from the computer chair, making her way over to WR. She sat next to them, but was careful not to touch them. Not quite yet. She gave a shake of her head.
"You're more important than work," she said softly.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 27, 2021 18:21:00 GMT -8
WR shook their head in a futile attempt to ward off all the thoughts and insecurities that plagued the back of their mind, but unfortunately, that only seemed to escalate them to the front. They sighed softly, and turned their head slightly to face her. They rested their arms over their knees, so all she would be able to see of their face was their eyes.
"I'm just trying to be better."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 27, 2021 18:24:10 GMT -8
She took a deep breath, and then scooted closer, until they were pressed nearly shoulder to shoulder. She rested her forehead against theirs, closing her eyes and breathing in the smell of smoke that always seemed to cling to them. She mimicked their posture, her legs up, her arms on her knees, and laced the fingers of her dangling hand with their own.
"I know... and I think you are getting better... every damn day. You don't see how far you've come, but I do.... Sorry I don't tell you that enough..."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 27, 2021 18:31:20 GMT -8
WR took hold of her hand and squeezed it tightly.
"Drake and I fought. Well, I asked him for help, and we ended up pissing each other off, so we started fighting. It got to a point where I... told him to kill me, and I guess that set something off in him 'cause he almost did. I felt him shatter almost every bone in my body, to the point where my organs felt like they were collapsing. And then... he called me his friend. He said he didn't want to lose me, or anyone else, and that he refused to let me die for a stupid reason, and I... I've been thinking about that a lot."
They sighed, ducking their head into their arms and shaking it around, their hair falling wildly around them.
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Post by Gidget on Jan 27, 2021 18:33:24 GMT -8
Gidget rested her forehead on their arm, listening to what they said. Part of her wanted to call them stupid for trying to fight Drake, to tell them they deserved to have every bone in their body broken, but... she couldn't. The words got caught in her throat, and she squeezed their hand even tighter.
"If you die on me... I swear to god.... I will bring you back and fucking kill you again..." she whispered, her body tensing at the thought. "I don't have any special powers, but I will find a fucking way to bring you back from the dead, just to beat you to death again my damn self..."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 27, 2021 18:36:05 GMT -8
WR chuckled slightly, and picked their head up to look at her.
"That's.. one of my biggest problems. I love, LOVE the rush of adrenaline. Hell, I think I need it. I'm addicted to it. But, sometimes, when it takes over, I just want to be... annihilated." They cringed as the word slipped out, and heaved a heavy sigh as they shook their head again.
"I promised Drake I'd fix that. And I'm promising you that, too."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 27, 2021 18:40:48 GMT -8
"Why? Why do you want to die when you get like that?" Gidget was glaring slightly at WR as they looked at her, her violet eyes alight with a passion that was usually carefully hidden away. She gripped their fingers tightly in her own, clenching her jaw so hard it was giving her a headache.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 27, 2021 18:47:55 GMT -8
WR shook their head, burrowing their head in their arms slightly as her glare pinned onto them.
"I don't know. I've always been like that. Guess my dad beat it into me." They shrugged.
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Post by Gidget on Jan 27, 2021 18:50:20 GMT -8
She continued to glare at them for a moment, and gave a fierce shake of her head.
"Well. Then I guess I have to beat it out of you. Or, I guess Drake will do the beating. I'll have to find another way to get that shit out of your head."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 27, 2021 18:53:27 GMT -8
WR shrugged, smiling slightly behind their arms.
"Between the two of you, I've got no choice but to do better. I've come a long way, but I got a long way to go. You too, and... Drake too, but fuck Drake. This is about us."
They scoffed a laugh and shook their head again.
"But hey, I'm tired of feeling shit. You wanna do something?"
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Post by Gidget on Jan 27, 2021 18:56:29 GMT -8
"Sure. What did you want to do?"
Gidget leaned against WR, turning her head slightly and giving into an impulse. Rather randomly, and very lightly... she bit their shoulder. It was an affectionate thing, and as soon as she did it, she had no idea why. She pulled away again, her face turning beet red, as she hid it behind her arm.
Hoping against hope that they didn't register what she had just done.
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