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@pornshopparker
"Ha. Yeah, like that would happen." she snorted, blowing a piece of hair out of her face.
Hey, can't a guy fantasize about taking away all of the ambition, drive, wants, needs, and chance of a meaningful life from a woman just so he can use her on a whim for sex?
"One hundred percent, eighty percent of the time?"
Something like that. Well, that or naked 100% of the time. You can be my sex slave, always lounging around my house naked, waiting for me.
"80% naked, 100% of the time."
Can I petition for the alternate?
Uh huh? Well this optimism thing is overrated and you really shouldn’t bother. Apparently.
Get educated? Try not to be stifled by the shitty state of this sad excuse for a city?
Apparently. Guess I'll stick to realism with a dash of mild pessimism.
Hey, that's my home you're insulting. May not mean much to you, but it's been my home for almost fifteen years. I'm a bit attached to it.
"I’m sorry, but if this heat keeps up I’m going to be at least 80% naked this entire summer."
Does that mean naked 80% of the time, or 80% naked 100% of the time?
Well, uh, there’s always alternatives, but that one didn’t actually sound possible for me. You seem a little pissed at the world, yeah?
No, well, I mean, maybe. I was just doing a poor job of reminding you that the glass doesn't have to be half empty, apparently.
So, what are your summer plans here in Silver City, then?
Stuck here for the summer. Such fun. Right?
Better than the alternative, being stuck in a foreign country away from your family, friends, and having to work 50 hours a week.
God, I missed you too….
Tell me what's new, what's exciting, what I need to spend the next six months of my life regretting that I missed out on. On second thought, don't talk, just kiss. Kissing is good, kissing your lips is good. I'm going to shut up now also, and just keep kissing you.
Parker…Just stop. Stop apologizing, okay? You hurt me. But I still want you. I want all of it because I still love you. So just…
I love you too, I...
Fuck, I missed you...
I don’t know how you expected me to feel, Parker. It seemed like things were going great, and then it’s like you evaporated. And sure, sometimes I wondered if it had anything to do with me. Or Eph or the whole thing/ If you had changed your mind or something, I don’t know. I knew you had other things going on to. You don’t have to apologize for needing time to…Hell, think stuff over and get your head in place. You don’t have to be sorry for that. But the whole dropping off the face of the planet without notice? I’m not going to lie and say that that didn’t hurt and you shouldn’t be sorry.
You have every right to be mad at me, I would be mad at me too, I am mad at me too. I didn't think, and I should have, and I should have talked to you, and I didn't. It wasn't...there are only so many days you can watch your mom crying before you have to do something to help. They're my family, Alba, and you and Eph, I wanted that, I might still want that, I do still want that, I just don't know if you still want that. I don't...what I'm trying to say is....yes, yes, you're right, I was awful. I'm sorry, and...I'll say it 1000 times for you. I am, I'm sorry, I just...
Not lie, just don’t worry about sparing my feelings.
I didn't leave you because I didn't love you, if that's what you're thinking. I didn't do the right thing, I know, but I didn't leave because I didn't care about you. I still care about you. I don't know what you think happened, but I promise it wasn't because things changed between us. I'm sorry, I should have said I was sorry sooner, I know, but I'm still sorry and I still love you. Unless you don't want to hear that because it makes you uncomfortable, in which case, I'm sorry for that too.
Hell, you might be more honest with liquor in your system.
I wouldn't lie to you sober. I mean, I wouldn't lie to you ever, but I don't know why you think I would.
Part of me wants to say sure, but then the other part of me isn’t completely sure that you won’t take off again. I’m sure you can understand.
I...deserve that.
I can talk to you drunk, but I can't promise you it will be anything you want to hear. Wait, I didn't mean it like that, not that you won't like it, but that I'm not sure it will explain things any more, or just make things worse. But if you want to talk, I'll do my best.