i might be okay, but i'm not fine at all

Wendy 'Bird' (Darling) Jones | 20 years old | Lost Boy | "All you have to do is curl your hands into fists and you turn into a weapon."

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right.

[john-darling]

  Okay. Fine. No point.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Exactly. No point.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right.

[john-darling]

Did you tell him something?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

What? That I'm selling? John, anyone in the right alley at the right time of the night knows that, what's your point?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right.

[john-darling]

Really? Do I make it up to you, somehow?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

No. Thank you. Besides, I have sales to make, can't afford to waste more time.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right.

[john-darling]

The lecture is not necessary at all, Wends. Thank you.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Yeah, and it's not necessary to have to listen to you two bicker, yet here we are.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right.

[john-darling]

Sorry?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

What? You both sit at a table and fling vocabulary and insults and bad memories to feel like bigger men. It's very plain. Who cares who can hear, right?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right.

[john-darling]

Old habit. Never dies.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right, as long as your ego is properly inflated.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right.

[john-darling]

What? Enjoying the show?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Immensely, can't you tell?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Right.

Back to selling then.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

...

[thezealotsblindfold]

[exhan]

“You broke my heart. You killed me.”

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

...

[shoot-the-wendybird]

[sarcastically] I just like to look at it.

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

You’re selling?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Apparently anyone can do it these days.

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

...

[shoot-the-wendybird]

  [examines it] I did.

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

Then why do you have it?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

[sarcastically] I just like to look at it.

[archivedworksilver]

Fuck it.

[archivedworksilver]

[lets out a sigh] I wouldn’t hurt you, Wends. Just so you know. Armed or not. Have a good night, yeah?

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Yeah, yeah, I know.

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

...

[shoot-the-wendybird]

  [snorts and pulls a dust packet from her coat pocket]

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

Thought you quit that stuff.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

[examines it] I did.

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

...

[shoot-the-wendybird]

I asked if you got what you wanted. It’s a yes or no question.

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

Then, yes.

[shoot-the-wendybird]

[snorts and pulls a dust packet from her coat pocket]

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

...

[shoot-the-wendybird]

Points for creativity. I’m assuming you got what you wanted?

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

And more. 

[shoot-the-wendybird]

[snorts] There’s the bragging.

[your-captain-your-nightmare]

It’s not bragging if you asked. 

[shoot-the-wendybird]

I asked if you got what you wanted. It's a yes or no question.