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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

[10thdiv-haineko.livejournal.com]

... it's alright, Cori.

*private to Cori//unhackable*

[saunturing-down.livejournal.com]

Sorry I got all...well..you know, yesterday.

Yeah.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Thanks I guess. I'm really sorry for what I said, to you and your husband.

[10thdiv-haineko.livejournal.com]

I wasn't myself the last few days, either. No worries, ok?

I'd say we should go get a drink, but I think that's frowned upon now for me...

Private // unhackable

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I don't blame you.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

That's all right. Congratulations though.

[10thdiv-haineko.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Not really. The flowers didn't hurt your cause, though.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I guess that's some progress then.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Some. They'll die eventually.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Thanks for reminding me.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Welcome to my world.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Right back at you. Last night was a real treat.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Did I hurt you too?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

... I don't know what to say, Faye.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Nah. Had the time of me life.

You're just picking up on a few of my habits.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

It's fine. Next time you plan on doing something like that, just let know. I'll stay awake.

It kind of bites that I can't manage to stay mad at you.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I can't warn you, it's what I am. Well yesterday was different, that was out of line. I'm waiting for the boss to come by and unmake me.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Body count?

[glock30.livejournal.com]

At least you admit it... Apology accepted. I guess I understand. Sort of.

Come out tonight so this boss of yours doesn't know where to find you.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Irony, old habits die hard.

Pass me the vodka.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Just for this teenager of yours or do you count old man winter?

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

What?

Maybe... what if there's a mob waiting for me?

[glock30.livejournal.com]

That it was out of line.

Grenades?