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YOU ARE THE REASON
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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"Let's get a little tipsy for science."
“Yes, oui, yes, let’s! It’s research, non?”
Reilin shuddered and tried a few more swigs, at least finishing his glass.
“Oh I think I’ll stick to wine.” He chuckled.
“Fine, just leaves more for me,” Rhys grinned, reaching for the bottle; a pleasant warm feeling starting in his gut and spreading throughout his body. “Want me to get you a bottle of somethin’ decent?”
"Let's get a little tipsy for science."
“Yes, oui, yes, let’s! It’s research, non?”
“That wasn’t wine, it was backwash.” Reilin spat, reaching for his brandy. He’d never drank it before so it was near comical when his face twisted up at the taste and burn of alcohol.
“Oh-maker! Okay, okay, that is enough research for me-”
Rhys laughed at the man’s expression, grinning as he took another hefty swig of the liquid. “C’mon, it’s not that bad. Certainly not as bad as the stuff the dwarves drink. And it’s a hell of a lot stronger than anything we got in the Circle.”
"Let's get a little tipsy for science."
“Yes, oui, yes, let’s! It’s research, non?”
“Absolutely,” He grins, reaching for the brandy and pouring glasses for the both of them. “We simply have to find out if being drunk on this stuff is different than wine. It’s imperative.” He picks up his own glass, taking the time to appreciate the flavor, the subtle burn of the alcohol down his throat. “Especially since Circle wine is so bad.”
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in alcohol’s defense I’ve done some pretty dumb shit while completely sober too
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Wynne would want him joking, laughing, smiling, but Nug doesn’t know how to say that in words. He offers it as a smile; teeth tucked over his bottom lip, cheeks dimpling, eyes brightening. “She was an insightful woman, a month is all she’d need to properly understand you- Maker knows she figured me out in less.” Though she had years to observe him in Kinloch Hold, there had been something of him missing in that time. Wynne had been the one to point that out - note that there was a great deal more of him to know after the tower.
His smile drifts at the memory. He missed her - though she was gone, done, and happy to be so, he missed her. He joins the stranger in uncertain, hovering contentment.
“She told me once that she expected to be glad when she was, and I quote, ‘done’.” A chuckle punctuates the offering. “She didn’t want to leave any regrets behind, and did what she needed to uphold that plan.” Another, somehow fonder, laugh. “If you have any questions, I can do my best to answer them.”
“Did you know her when she was a younger woman?” He asked; it helped, somehow, knowing that she’d lived her life in such a way as to leave no regrets behind her. They’d never seen eye to eye, he’d even hated her at times, so it seemed odd that it hurt so much now that she was gone.
“It felt like we’d only just met. She told me a little of her time in Kinloch hold, but not much, and I just wondered...whether she was different, then. Softer. I met her once, a long time ago, and she seemed like an entirely different person then.”
My world is falling apart and I’m in such dire need of help. All I need is a friend. Nothing more than just a friend.
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Margaret Atwood, Wilderness Tips
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not everything is about you
that’s fucked up and i refuse to believe it
You're a little obsessed with yourself, aren't you?
well no one else is gonna do it
You look her in the eye and tell her you don’t miss her but once it’s 2am, you’re trying to drown her voice out of your mind and kill her name off of your lips.
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hurt meme.
“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”
“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”
“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”
“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”
“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”
“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”
“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”
“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”
“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”
“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”
“i fucked up, why do you not care?”
“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”
“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”
“i have no idea how to do cpr.”
“whose blood is that?”
“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”
“don’t you dare fucking let go!”
“what the hell happened to you?”
“are they dead? did you kill them?”
“do you know what you’ve done?”
“you’re either with me or against me.”
“who the hell did this to you?”
“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…”
“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?”
“when was the last time you ate?”
“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!”
“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”
“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“
“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.”
“are you… throwing up in there?”
“why aren’t you eating?”
“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.”
“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”
"i woke up, & you were gone.”
“just tell me something, was it really worth it?”
"it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”
