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I own a bar. I like to sing. || Roleplay Blog.

[averydavenport]

  Yup, that is how bored I am. I swear my own thoughts are going to drive me insane.

[theored]

You should pay me more visits. I was actually meaning to speak to you about something. Regarding my club.

[dr-keira-marzano]

OKAY! So today is out of the lab day and out onto the streets! I kinda missed the sunlight but this is England! It’s fucking cold right now and the sun is practically non-existent in this part of the globe. Ah, just gotta love my hometown.

[theored]

I'd give anything to be back home. 

[psych-nurse-joey-deactivated201]

  … I didn’t realize things had progressed so quickly lovey, I’m sorry.

Don’t just worry about your will, you can sort that fairly easily depending. If you’ve got that little time left, you need to tell them how you want to go. I know you’ve been dealing with this a long time, and you don’t have to go back to the hospital. They can send nurses to handle things, and… when it’s time, you’ll be at home, and comfortable.

[theored]

Want me to be honest with you? I don't want to worry about anything. I don't want to go. All this time I've been saying that it's inevitable, but now when it's here. I don't want to die.

[averydavenport]

Oh God… I am so bored and this place is so quiet I can hear my own cells dividing.

[theored]

That's incredibly quiet, sweetheart.

[colin-friel-rp]

  "That sounds terrible mate," Colin leaned against the frame of the front door and pointed toward the living room, "mind if I come in then?" He questioned, not fully aware of what he just walked into. He looked down at the sheet of paper in his hand and craned his neck so he could make note of the corresponding number. "I’m pretty sure this is where I am supposed to be, can you tell me your address?"

[theored]

Theodore was slightly confused, opening the door a little wider for the man to step inside. He then proceeded to use his crutch to enter the main room. Giving the man his address, he span around, "Why are you here sir, if you don;t mind me asking?"

[psych-nurse-joey-deactivated201]

  I… would agree.

Lovey, I have a will. It’s just good practice. 

[theored]

I don't quite believe that this a firedrill, sweetheart. I'm spending most of my nights coughing up blood. The hospital says if I get admitted now, I probably won't be back out.

[colin-friel-rp]

  Right, yeah. I can only imagine mate. How’s that going for you, writing up your last will and testament and all that? I can’t imagine that’s easy, but it sounds like you might need the entertainment, it does. 

[theored]

It's difficult, seeing as I don't have too many connections. It's sort of a whoever I see next gets £5,000 or whatever.

[theored]

Being housebound is incredibly boring. It's nice of you to call by, actually. The doctor's have said that I don't have very long left now. That I should write up my Last Will and Testament before it's too late. 

[psych-nurse-joey-deactivated201]

  I honestly can’t remember the last time I had some good cocktails and listened to club music. Is it alright if I bring a girlfriend? I’m not very good at being alone at clubs.

[theored]

No issue at all, sweetie. Can I suggest you two go down to the ice bar downstairs? It's much more lively.

[psych-nurse-joey-deactivated201]

  I may have to take you up on that, Theodore. It’s been a while since I’ve had a nice night out. I’m Joey Buchanan. 

[theored]

Say you're a guest of Theodore when you turn up at the door. We'll get you sorted out with drinks and dancers, whatever you want.

[dr-keira-marzano]

I love how my parents think Skyping is the best idea to communicate with me. We live like only 30 minutes away from each other. And having to stare at my parents’ necks and collarbones for about half an hour before they realise it is just.. beyond awkward. It was reduced to hilarity.

[theored]

Skype can be rather difficult to work. I prefer an old-fashioned, decent phonecall. Voices are more valuable than faces, I believe.

[psych-nurse-joey-deactivated201]

  You just keep on with the damn foolishness. 

You’re lonely, but you don’t think you deserve support? You’re perfectly damn lovely but you think people will always dislike you because of some aura around you? Maybe that aura, lovey, is “I deserve to be alone”. Because between you and me, I’ve been served a lot of cruelty, but I know it’s not on my head. It’s on the heads of the people who hurt me. That’s all. That’s about them, it’s not about me.

[theored]

You know what? You're right. And thank you. You are probably one of the only people that has given me something, and not taken from me. It's nice. I believe me skipped introductions, I'm Theodore Red~ owner of Scarlett Night Club. You should call by. You wouldn't have to spend a penny.

[averydavenport]

  How many years have you been sick? Oh, and… Well, if I am intruding too much just say so. I don’t want my curiosity to make me seem annoying and nosy.

[theored]

Almost 11 years now. I'm not bothered about your curiosity. I don't get to talk to many people about it. I don't socialize much.

[psych-nurse-joey-deactivated201]

  It’s your choice, lovey. Every bit of it is your choice, but, and I hope I’m not overstepping here, that is some damn foolishness. 

It’s your damn foolishness, and you can die on that hill if you’d like, but avoiding emotional support won’t make you less sick. There are people who can be there for you.

[theored]

It's a difficult confession, but I'm not a nice person. I don't deserve to live on with support. A large part of me feels that I deserve to die alone, without support. People always end up disliking me. It's almost like they know what I've done, what mistakes I've made. But they can't possibly know. I simply radiate a bad aura.

[averydavenport]

Seriously? How is it that you get out of bed every morning then? Sounds dreadful to me.

[theored]

It's not great. And when you've been this way for many years, you force yourself out of bed, regardless of how bad the pain is.

[sophia-harding]

Maybe you think it’s flattering, but following me like that is fucking creepy.

[theored]

I... I wasn't following you, sweetheart. It appears that we're both just heading in the same direction. Sorry.

[averydavenport]

  And the meds aren’t helping, I suppose…?

[theored]

They may stop me dying, but they don't stop the pain.