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text message – tina & sam
SAM: Yikes. Def a pain in the ass. Or calf, I guess. You okay?
SAM: Well when he starts using that language you'll know exactly where he got it from.
TINA: I'll live. I think?
TINA: Oh gee, thanks. So supportive.
text message – tina & open
TINA: I just slammed my leg into my coffee table and there's already a huge welt. Help.
TINA: I think I also just sullied poor Salem's ears with the slew of curses I let out too.
mercyoncanvas:
I wanna do the Don’t Rush Challenge but, I would literally just be me changing into several outfits and I don’t know how to do that many transitions on Tik Tok. And at this point I’m too afraid to as the Gen Zers for guidance. So Castleport c/o 2000 and incoherent mumble because I refuse to acknowledge us getting this old, who’s down to try?
Okay. I can’t even lie. I have zero idea what you’re even talking about. That’s bad, isn’t it?
hcclarington:
That’s not true. It isn’t an either or thing.
Then what is it?
hcclarington:
…I know you don’t approve of my need to be accepted by my family. I get that, I do. If I were in your shoes, I wouldn’t approve of it either. I love you too, always have.
I don’t, no, because I think you deserve so much better than them for the horrible way they treat you. But . . . you want that acceptance from them more than you love me, and I think you always have.
hcclarington:
Yes, Tina. Leaving. Because apparently that’s what you do when I’m not exactly what you envision or want me to be. Maybe…everyone is right. This, us, we just aren’t going to ever work.
Stop. That’s not fucking fair, and you know it. You know it, Hunter. Practically every time we’ve gotten into a fight over this past year, it’s my fault. My fault because I don’t accept you. My fault because I don’t understand you. My fault because I don’t know you. My fault because I was FORCED to break up with you years ago. It’s all just . . . not fair. You try and do this every time to try and make up for your behavior that, no, I can’t just stand behind, and because I KNOW you and know you’re better than all of that. But you don’t want it or see it. I love you. I’ve loved you since I was 17, and you want to sit there and say that I have some childish highschool fantasy of you? Like I’m inept? Or that I’m just leaving you? I’ve tried. I’ve been trying, but you go off and tell me that your family “are who they are” when the treat me like garbage when your dad was the one who broke us up in the first place, or that I should “know who you are” by now, and that I set standards for you that you can’t reach. If that’s the way you feel, fine. Then maybe we aren’t going to work or never were meant to or whatever else you’re trying to say, but don’t you DARE ever say that I just left.
hcclarington:
Talked about it? I don’t remember us talking as much as you just leaving. It’s no matter though. You want it dropped, it’s dropped.
Me ‘just leaving’? Are you kidding me? Are you actually serious right now? God, I just . . . you know that? Yeah. It’s all dropped. Thank you.
hcclarington:
Fine.
. . . I thought we’d talked about this. Now you’re upset with me?
inkedsevans:
Missing the part where that’s a bad thing. You keep stalling and soon it’s gonna be my birthday and then I’ll have the power. C’mon, my old lady jokes are gold.
See. Tempting. I knew it. You will not! I’ll still be older than you, sir. And they are so not. At all.
inkedsevans:
It’s your birthday, whatever you wanna do. Revenge? Damn, I didn’t even do anything yet.
You can’t let me have that kind of power. I’ll say we need to ditch here and travel to like, Hawaii or something. And yes, revenge. For making fun of your elder.
TINA ⇆ SANTANA
tana: so...does that mean you're back with him then?
tina: no. i'm not.
hcclarington:
What? Would you rather I lied?
Maybe. I don’t know . . .
basicallybree:
Girl, if this is what 30 looks like I have no reason to pretend that I’m going to be 29 forever. Thanks for giving the rest of us young ones hope that it doesn’t all go directly down hill.
You stop with that right now, oh my god.
goldenchildlynn:
…as well as I can be, but I’m certainly going to need a slice of your famous apple pie whenever I get back into town.
That can definitely be arranged. You’re more than welcome to just stop by my apartment for it, too, if the diner is . . . too much.
hcclarington:
Yeah, I know. Probably still am.
Hunter.
hcclarington:
It was…shockingly a good look for you.
You were biased.
inkedsevans:
So, let’s make it un-lame, then. We should do something. Luckily I won’t have to worry about 30 for at least another month. That’ll give you plenty of time to get whatever you’re threatening me with, together.
Like what? Hey, a month is plenty of time for me to enact my revenge, don’t you worry.