oofsebastian:
he almost can’t believe she’s the one ranting when he’s the victim, he’s the one who should be ranting, and he was, it just didn’t feel fair that she was as well. “ right, i just need you to know how UNHELPFUL you’re being,” seb began. “ like, if there was a scale from helpful to unhelpful, you’d be so far on the unhelpful side that you’d be off it ! they would make a whole new scale ! ” he huffed, overly offended since he was irritable due to the lack of substances in his system. his mood halts by her next words, eyes open a little wide as he thinks on it. “ uh… i mean it’s a possibility. but i’ve got other shit in there and if i’ve taken all of it there’s no way i’d be alive right now… maybe i’m dead… in hell. would explain a lot, to be honest.”
she was not amused anymore when she was told that she was unhelpful, so she flipped him a finger, her face scrunched into a scowl. “asshole,” she mumbled under her breath, she crossed her arms against her chest and looked at him, “you’re so fuckin’ dramatic, holy shit.” she shook her head, quite ready to leave now that she’s irritated. she huffed and rolled her eyes, “i don’t even smoke pot, i know someone’s who’s got a lot, and we can steal their shit, but you’re just such an asshole to me, i just really don’t want to help at all, you already said i am unhelpful so...” she shrugged.











