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[9:32:09 PM] The Real Colleen Ballinger: i never thought a person who rps a fucking deli meat would mean so much

#ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME #FUCK #ofinvisibilityx #everyone let's beat up alex rn #; out of gas !

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"scan complete"

after having checked her up and down, he holds up a finger and promptly begins to list off problems he found in her scan.

"--diagnosis; anxiety."

#ofinvisibilityx #points to starter #look i did a thing for you #its trash but i tried

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“—Jesus, dad, I didn’t say I w a n t e d you to be the bad guy! I was stating that you’re being the bad guy! You can’t just reiterate fact like you always do; that’s not how it fuc — I - that isn’t how it WORKS! It’s more than just that!”

Unadulterated agitation resonates throughout every fiber of Natalie’s being, every word spoken a strangled attempt at a calm demeanor but slowly releasing gases of the opposite of such, clenched hands simply willing herself to hold back — lest she be r e p r i m a n d e d and forced into another spiel that she most certainly did not want to listen to. Perhaps, in some alternate universe, Dan would care enough to give said talk.

“Great. Awesome. Thanks, Captain Obvious. Can I go upstairs now?”

No time to wait for an answer. No patience, more like.

”Thanks.”

Forced. Sarcastic. Ironic.

fuck. he's gone and done it now. hands shake slightly as he pushes one back through his hair in frustration. he's trying here. he's trying so damn hard to make sure diana's okay and that natalie's okay and then his job is doing okay and it's all piling up, one thing on top of another on top of another. he's starting to feel like atlas holding up the sky for the people around him. but even atlas wavers in his grip and dan can feel his slipping. "i don't think asking you to be home before midnight is unreasonable!" she's been getting home early in the morning when she probably thinks he's sleeping. when's the last time he was asleep before three? dan can't remember. even before it all went to hell in a hand-basket he wasn't sleeping well, was in bed early but asleep late. pretending to be asleep is a skill the man is well versed in. talking to his daughter, though? not so much. she's so quick to cut away at any rope he might be throwing out to her, maybe without even realizing it. "fine. go ahead." he motions to the stairs with a look far too tired. dan goodman feels like he's ninety years old, like he's too fragile and too tired and he just wants to sit down. to sleep. so he'll let this one go, just like he has time and time again.

#ofinvisibilityx #v;; latte and a prayer #ps you totally dont have to do anything with this but i just #dAN AND NATALIE