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veronica.:
❛ DUDE , you said i could have a sip !! i traded you some of my precious cheetos for it !! don’t be like that ! ❜
❛ OOPS, MUST HAVE FORGOTTEN ! silly me, guess i was too busy admiring your eyes. ❜ flattery works, right ?
❛ I’D GET THOSE HANDS OFF MY SLUSHIE IF I WERE YOU ! who knows what might happen ! i don’t even think you asked ! ❜
u kno u never told me which flavor u'd prefer
❛ veronica, I UNDERSTAND, i do. but this really seems unnecessary, doesn’t it ? ❜
his tone is placid, friendly in the only way he knows how to be. a fine line before anger. he wonders if she knows.
❛ you know you can’t trust anything A HEATHER says. that’s why we KILLED ONE, remember ? ❜
@madeblind replied to your post:
but if u did would u fuck a blue or red one
❛ no. ❜
❛ still don’t fuck slushies. ❜
dino.:
‘ ONLY IF YOU’RE PAYIN’ ! ‘ though smile might give it away that he’s joking ( he isn’t ) . a break is what they need — both of them , more likely than not . any chance to get some air and step away from the pressure of responsibility is a chance that dino would take . always . a hand finds home on jd’s shoulder in a friendly nudge as he stands . ‘ how ‘bout we get some food too ? ‘m starving . ‘
immediately, jd is knocking that hand off his shoulder, fitting a too-sweet smile on his face. despite that, his eyes remain critical, narrowing into near slits in his impulse urge to break something. he curls fingers into palms, instead. ❝no touchin’, dino. but, food DOES sound good. guess that’s it, then. ❞ he puts a step or two between them, tucking thumbs into the divets of his pockets and tilting his head towards the stairs. ❝ready now. ❞ it isn’t a question.
veronica.:
❛ THIS ISN’T WHAT I MEANT, JD, AND YOU KNOW IT !
no one here deserves to die, except for me and the monster i’ve created. ❜
❝WASN’T IT, THOUGH !? YOU WANTED ME TO MAKE THEM ALL GO AWAY — and now that i’m actually going through with it, you want me to stop ? THAT’S NOT HOW IT WORKS, VERONICA. ❞
❛ HEAD’S UP JD, I’M A DEAD GIRL !! WALKIN’ !! ❜
❝ GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR, MAKE THIS WHOLE TOWN DISAPPEAR ! isn’t that what you said !? what changed, veronica ? ❞
veronica.:
a sob, barely muffled by hands as back presses to wood. tears stream down cheeks, and the answer isn’t even a whisper. an inaudible i can’t.
he’s getting impatient, long since having passed anger. there’s some feeble attempt at control but he can’t tell if she’s behind his ability. ❝veronica, can we not fight any more, please ? i know you’re tired of fighting. SO AM I. open the door. ❞
the sound of his fist, harsh and heavy against the wood, his voice is a scream, before dropping into faux begging. ❝ open the door, please. ❞
regret.
nap time ! slushies and bombs to be made when he wakes up !
ok but hypothetically, if you WERE to fuck a slushie, what flavor would it be ??
he’s not answering this.
veronica.:
is it really that easy? she doesn’t know, even now, if he won’t snap for her coming closer. she doesn’t want him to. but even so, she’ll take one step. two. keep hands clutched to her chest, as head leans to rest on his shirt. ❛ you sure? ❜
arms wrap ‘round her, here. a comfort that he knows, hasn’t been on the receiving end of it in ages, but he still remembers. translates that into here. she is so PREDICTABLE it is almost terrible. he wants to revive her. ❝ ‘course i am. think i’d let you if i wasn’t ? ❞
heather.:
“No!” A pause. “…maybe.”
❝ and we found out the answer ... no, i do not fuck slushies. ❞
heather.:
“…I was curious.”
❝ curious of what ? if i’d actually FUCK A SLUSHIE or — ? ❞
veronica.:
she shouldn’t feel hurt. she’s the one who’d made him uncomfortable. and yet veronica feels like her hand had been burned. the softer expression helps, but there’s still an uneasy frown. ❛ just.. wanted some contact. still a little shaken up. ❜
—oh. he can work with this. his own discomfort ignored, jd hums, drawing in close. easy as breathing. he could meld her into whatever he wanted at this rate. he drops one hand on her shoulder, and then his other. ❝should have just said so. c’ mere. ❞
