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[teetheyes]

I'm sure "I'm sorry." doesn't even begin to cover it, but I'm sorry for yesterday (I'm not sorry for what I am).

The beach was nice, thanks. Have a drink with me?

[ooc: king cakes delivered to the list, flowers for Faye, Elle, and Ran as per order suggestion from John]

Comments

[venomouselle.livejournal.com]

So cake and flowers makes it alright again?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

No but it's my act of good will. What more do you people want from me?

You said it yourself, I'm a whistle blower of bullshit. I took it far yesterday, the city got to me, but it's what I am.

[venomouselle.livejournal.com]

I don't know, Cori. I don't know. Doesn't fucking feel like enough.

You do a number on me, and you justify by saying that all along I know what you can do--it makes it okay. Nice.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I didn't mean it okay? You don't see me running a sword through your face do you.

I'm bad news, but so are you.

[ooc: Cori goes "Wry Elle wry, please be my friend again."]

[venomouselle.livejournal.com]

I know. You can stop saying it already.

Psh. You could say that. Just never realized how different we are getting along so well... in general.

Just...Goddamn.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You said it yourself, I'm a puppet and my strings are pulled to make people cry. It does a number on your humanity.

You're still a good friend though.

[venomouselle.livejournal.com]

I guess that means I still feel things other than being angry and horny. Um. Thanks in that case... I guess.

Ahaha. Flattery I think helps out. Aw, fuck it.

Cori, just don't have an encore, okay?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Yeah it does, though it's not my duty to interpret your subconscious.

I won't. You're welcome to run me through the other eye if I do.

[ooc: conclusion = BFF ♥]

[venomouselle.livejournal.com]

Glad that is coming through clear.

Hn. Do I need a shrink now? Oh if Momma could see me now.

Oh yeah, the fuck is with that kind of cake? Tiramisu!

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

It's called a king cake. Haven't you ever been to carnivale, or at least New Orleans?

[venomouselle.livejournal.com]

I have. But apology cake it isn't.

Seriously, the one on your doorstep um...don't eat it. I didn't do anything to it. Just...don't eat it.