@miidnighters // tate said: [ TXT ] : if you come over, i'll order us a pizza.
[ sms: tate ] waaaat [ sms: tate ] how many toppings
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@miidnighters // tate said: [ TXT ] : if you come over, i'll order us a pizza.
[ sms: tate ] waaaat [ sms: tate ] how many toppings
@miidnighters // tate said: i didn't realise how much space there was in here.
YEAH, IT TAKES SOME GETTING USED TO.
"Yeah," Semira laughs, and it's frayed, "It takes some getting used to."
The VA hospital was fucking microscopic in comparison. And yet—and yet—there's never enough room for what needs to be done.
"How's your pain today? Scale of one to ten."
@miidnighters // tate asked: i think it's gonna be pretty sick, no?
"No."
He's cranky. Scowling. Picking at his overpriced, undercooked risotto and lashing out at Tate because he doesn't have the courage or the propensity to behave aggressively required to firmly as their server to take this miserable dish off his bill.
"I've never called anything sick, and I never will."
And that's that.