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[bis-muth]

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[ipoddymouth]

‘still sane’ chapter fifteen: “second is the first loser”

The meal began how all of our other ones have, Mikey looked at Sasha like the Earth had fallen out of her ass, Sasha wouldn't shut the fuck up, I calculated how fast I'd have to move to snap her neck instantly, and Ashton had died thirty minutes ago, leaving his broccoli-esque corpse to stare blankly at Michael's girlfriend.  

"So, Calliope, when do you go back to the United States?" Sasha asked me in a tone that implied that she wanted for my ass to get out of Australia as fast as possible. Uh, me and you both, girl. I wasn't trying to hang around with her there for much longer either.  

"August," I shrugged. "Why?"

"Oh, I just wanted to see how much time we had left to spend together," she said in her fake-nice voice. I hope she knew that she didn't have to talk to me like that. Like, there was going to be no gain in her acting like she cared about me when I wasn't trying very hard to like her. "We really haven't hung out that much, you know."

"I've been busy," I lied. Well, kind of lied. I had been doing things, just maybe not the things that other people considered to count as being busy.

Sasha had the decency to play along and not call me out on my shit right away. "Well, maybe when you're not busy then we could do something."

I gave her a pained smile.

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[esioteric]

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[bennycarson]

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