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( Oh. He’s being serious. )
You don’t have to be around him. You don’t have to like him. But he’s no more dangerous to be around than me. If anything, it might be safer. He’s incredibly well trained.
And in case you’ve forgotten, I’m not exactly well all the time either.
( And that’s the closest he’s going to get to touching that particular subject. )
He keeps showing up. Don’t -- don’t be a dick, Matt.
( there’s genuine hurt in his face now, threading into his voice, and he resents Matt for putting it there. for not taking this seriously, for being -- selfish in ways that Foggy’s not used to from him. )
He talks about how easy it would be to kill somebody.
( the me is unspoken, hanging between them. his voice is flat as he continues. )
That’s a different kind of messed up than you are, Matt.
( his voice quiets, shoulders drawing up tight. )
And I’m worried about you.
So I’ve heard.
By the way, for the record I was never trying to bully you into friendship.
[ He was very clearly trying to buy it. ]
Jesus, you’re really over-dramatic, do you know that? I’ve never seen someone get so offended about an offer to buy furniture. [ A pause. ] I’m sorry. [ Almost through gritted teeth. ] I didn’t mean that.
[ And then, helpfully. ] I could still kill you from there, there isn’t any logistical reason to stand that far away.
It’s not about the furniture! It’s about -- everything else.
It’s about my best friend already getting the shit kicked out of him on the daily because he thinks he has to. It’s about the kind of people who take advantage of a good man with a Catholic guilt complex big enough to make the Pope proud, and how that kind of pisses me off, because it keeps happening over and over again and he keeps letting it.
( he didn’t know the words were shored up until they’re spilling out, and now he can’t seem to stop them. )
It’s about the fact that I don’t know you, but I know your type, and I’m not interested in being any part of something that hurts him. No matter how much he wants it, because he thinks he needs it or deserves it, or hell, I don’t even know anymore.
It’s not about you, okay? It’s about him. ( well -- ) And yeah, okay, it’s a little about you. Because normal people don’t talk about how easy it would be to kill other people.
It’s not funny. It’s not helpful.
( he’s breathing hard, hands balling into fists at his sides, and he has to take a moment exhale a long, shaky breath. )
It’s scary.
Oh, come on. He’s a good guy. Er—most of the time?
( Foggy’s not buying it.
A, because he knows you, Matt, and he knows what sort of hot mess you’ll let your life become if there’s even the slightest chance of it, and B, because he’s much, much smarter than you are sometimes. )
He’s dangerous. While I’m glad you find it hilarious that I don’t feel safe around him, let’s just say my world view is a little shaken from current events and I’m not super eager to get into cars with strangers just because they’re sleeping with my best friend.
( after another moment’s pause, he adds) He’s not well, Matt. I can’t stop you from taking that chance, but I’m not going to condone it, no matter how much better it would make you feel. I’m sorry.
Why do you find this funny?
You have really, really awful people skills.
( and he is keeping a safe distance, thanks. )
You can’t just bully people into being your friend.
superman? the alien. it’s what they’re calling him.
People fall so in love with their pain, they can’t leave it behind. The same as the stories they tell. We trap ourselves.
Chuck Palahniuk, Haunted (via wnq-anonymous)
pls for the love of GOD MAKE A CLARK
TUNE IN LATER TODAY/THIS WEEK MAYBE I MIGHT MAKE A CLARK
Foggy, please.