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[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

*staggers up to the door, looking exceedingly drunk and not a little confused.*

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[not_descending]

You look like you're about to fall down, you know that?

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

Um... I know you. Right. You're the one my cat hates.

[not_descending]

Yes, fine, whatever. I'm sure Phaeton cannot stand me.

Would you like help getting somewhere?

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

*catches sight of Paul and closes his eyes.*

Fuck. No; you're better out of it. Sorry. 'm... drunk. Very drunk.

An' Neb does hate you. So there.

[not_descending]

*dryly* Do you know, I could barely tell.

Are you sure? You don't need help? *looks at him and raises her eyebrows*

Yes, as he's the most evil kitten with oversized paws in the universe. Truly.

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

His name's Nebuchadnezzar King of Babylon an' he's going to conquer the world an' there're people swimming naked in the lake.

No. 'm fine. Really.

[not_descending]

You know, those trains of thought don't follow?

And that's why you're nearly falling down, yes?

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

...yes?

Do follow. To me.

[not_descending]

What?

[weallscream.livejournal.com]

*Unfolds himself from the doorway, and, with a backwards glare at the bar, crosses to him. Bitterly:*

What's the good word?

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

*disoriented*

Good word? Why're you here? Thought maybe you weren't coming back. Since you don't care. An' all.

[weallscream.livejournal.com]

*And suddenly he's dressed all in black, with a skinny black tie and sunglasses. He gestures with a saxophone.*

Don't be a square, man.

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

Fuck you.

I've got no time for your tricks. 've got... serious drinking to do. With Regulus. And people. I only came to get more liquor anyways. Tired of thinking. Tired of caring. Tired of talking to you.

[weallscream.livejournal.com]

*Is instantly himself again*

So you hate me then.

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

NO.

You don't understand. I knew you didn't. How can I hate you? You're here, in my head, and I know you, like a known thing, like I could name you, and 's not as simple as love or hate anymore, just knowing, just knowing...

'm drunk but I still know what I'm saying. More'n you do.

[weallscream.livejournal.com]

Explain it to me.

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

*desperately*

I don't know! I just know I don't hate you. Not at all. Not at all, at all; I want to protect you and I know I can't and it's like all of time crashing down on me in this one... second, this weight of years and years of never knowing where I am. So many people left in graves. So many people. And I kept moving. Christ I left him in a grave and what was I supposed to do but keep moving? And I said I couldn't be hurt again. Like I was invincible like I knew what it meant. And you hurt me. You hurt me and I said, hurt me again.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Hob. *stumbles over sleepily* Hob, your jacket. Here. I can't stay awake anymore.

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

*startled and a little confused*

My... what? I don't understand. Anthy. You all right, Anthy? Didn't really think you'd feed Nebbers to the squid. Really.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

You're all so mean to the squid. He just needs someone to love him. He can do shadow plays.

I've given up. I'm going to sleep, and if that note was wrong, that's just too bad, because I'm falling over. So you can have your jacket back now. Sorry I kept it so long. It's chilly out. (*she is still wearing the bathing suit*)

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

Knew I shouldn't have been drinking. Then I'd know what to do.

*holds the jacket uncertainly*

Sleep well? Sweet dreams?

...If something goes wrong, you can always find me.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*looks blearily at him*

Okay. Just don't be dead or changed or anything. That would be bad.

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

Wasn't planning on it. You never know, here.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Don't say that.

The world isn't supposed to be spinning. I think I need to sit down. *does so* Good night.

[bobby-gadling.livejournal.com]

*drunk and bewildered*

....good night?

I mean it. Mean it a lot.