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@smythe-bastian
I hope everyone's happy.
Vous ne savez même pas ce que je lui ai dit. Vous ne savez pas ce que c’était foireux. Vous supposez que j’étais, que j’ai jeté un accès de colère, parce que Dieu ne plaise que ce soit faute de Blaine. J’ai fait ma part. J’ai toujours fait ma part. Je fais encore ma part. Je ne peux pas faire parler de moi.
Il m'a dit. Mot pour mot. Aucune hypothèse, tous les faits. T'ai, mais vous n'avez pas fait votre part pour le meilleur de votre obilité.
Home will never be London.
And I must admit that makes me a little sad…
Who says it cannot be? France was once our home, was it not? Don't speak as if you're foreign to the concept of change.
Chewy is going to have a new friend soon!
That bunny is all mine. No sharing.
I picked up some pastries on the way home from work.
God, you’re cute…
Baby, no. Then what about your car?
IT'S BUNNY TIME! BLAINE, BUNNY TIME! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! WE HAVE TO GO NOW!!! BLAINE!
Too late, I waited in the hallway.
I hope everyone's happy.
Et comment est-il malheureux? Il est à vous parler de lapins et de pâtisseries et tout est foutu soleil et arc en ciel. C’est quoi ce bordel que tu veux que je fasse ce que je n’ai pas déjà fait?
Montrez-lui que tu êtes désolé, excusez-vous à nouveau et signifie il. Ne lui donnez pas un moitié cul à lui excuses et avoir un accès de colère quand il ne l'apprécient pas.
I suppose I should say hello.
Oh.. uhm.. sorry.
You very well should be with lips like those. I mean, pardon me, name's Sebastian. Pleasure to meet you, I suppose.
I picked up some pastries on the way home from work.
It’s too late, buttercup. All the stores will be closed.
Hahaha, no, sweetie. I’ll come right home and pick you up and we can go straight to the store. I promise.
But who will look after the bunnies?
I can't wait that long! I'll meet you outside of your classroom. I'll be the tall one.
I hope everyone's happy.
Sebastian. Clairement, je dois dire que dans une langue que vous comprenez, parce que je l’ai expliqué cela au moins trois fois par à vous maintenant.
Il est plus sûr sans moi.
Pourquoi devrais-je tu écouter si tu refusez de m'écouter.
Mais il est misérable sans toi, pour l'amour du Christ!
I get butterflies every time you kiss me...
I picked up some pastries on the way home from work.
Haha, if we went now, by the time we got to the stores they’d be closed.
First thing after work tomorrow?
But...but...but...the bunny.
Can I wait outside of your classroom until the bell rings?
I hope everyone's happy.
I’m sorry, but you saying that you don’t believe my actions are genuine is hilarious. You’re a liar, too, aren’t you? Critique me, then. Show me the signs. Can’t? That’s because each and every one of my actions is and always has been totally and completely genuine. I’m not like you, Sebastian. You think I fight for the same reasons you do? Because I like hurting other people, because I’m insecure, because I can?
No. It’s because when I believe something, I believe it wholeheartedly. Good or bad, I believe in my cause. If I change its direction, if I apologize, it’s because I recognize that I’ve made a mistake, not because I think it’ll please everyone else. I have passion. I have conviction. This is me. Show me where I’ve told a lie, ever, and we’ll talk. What could I possibly gain from that lie if I didn’t truly want to be friends with Blaine again? Your approval?
You think I care about that?
Don’t flatter yourself, buttercup. I’ll help you if you’re hit by a bus, but I could give less of a shit if you like me or not.
Do you honestly not understand just how much you hurt Blaine? The half ass apology you gave him meant nothing. You cared more about the fight being over than him forgiving you.
I picked up some pastries on the way home from work.
You are so getting a bunny.
REALLY?! CAN WE GO SHOPPING NOW?! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!
I hope everyone's happy.
That’s because you know that it’s not my fault this time. I’ve been making the effort, Smythe. He has not.
No, no, no. It's because you're so unbelievably frustrating!
I wouldn't be surprised if all of this 'effort you're making' isn't even genuine. He isn't bothering with you for the same reason I'm simply done, we're no longer taking your bull shit! There's absolutely no purpose in him forgiving you and you two acting as if you're the best of friends once more such as nothing has changed, but it would be completely meaningless. I guarantee in less than even twenty-four hours you'll rudely voice your unneeded opinion and judge his every move. So, just forget it. Forget my attempts.
I picked up some pastries on the way home from work.
You’re really, really, reallycute.
I kind of want to buy you a bunny now…
A BUNNY?! MY OWN BUNNY?!
I mean, uh, that, ptsh, what would I... a bunny? Yeah, right. I don't need a really, really, really cute bunny.
I hope everyone's happy.
Kissing ass does not constitute a relationship, kiddo. If it did, you and Blaine would’ve been in one much sooner.
Look. I apologized to Blaine. He refused. I’m not gonna cheapen it by repeating it over and over until I forget what it means. I’ve been trying to initiate a friendly conversation with him for several days now, and each time, he’s behaved like a child and ignored me. I don’t know what the Hell you want from me.
I give up. I admit defeat. I'm done. Just done.
I don't blame him.
I picked up some pastries on the way home from work.
You like bunnies?
Well, I mean, you know, they're really, really, really cute. But, ptsh, no.
