[She doesn't bother replying, since Donny will be there soon enough, just sets up the projector (thank you, supplies at Contrast Mechanics) and starts a batch of hot chocolate.
It barely takes her a few seconds to open the door after he knocks, and she automatically opens her arms to offer him a hug. That's just what friends do.]
You c-can't-- can't b-bug someone into loving you.
( Just slightly huffed, because he gets that she is being playful but also just-- it's different, if a girl says she isn't interested. Then you have to respect that, or you're an ass. It means different things.
He pulls back a little, and shakes his head. )
She w-wasn't um, I d-didn't-- I never thought she w-would.
[Seriously, she's pretty sure that's the only reason she has friends, because she manages to bug people into liking her.
Though she gets it, that it's different, because she knows she'd be annoyed by a guy who wouldn't take no for an answer.]
Hey. [Gently again, more serious now, as she puts a hand on his arm. She considers saying that this girl of his clearly has no taste, but she thinks Donny might not take well to that, so she'll be a bit kinder.] It's her loss.
but wait, this is Steph they're talking about. ) You bugged him, huh.
( oh stephanie.
His expression spasms, almost, that might be the only word for the kind of flinched, painful twist that he tries to get it under control as quickly as possible. A shrug, and it's obvious how much he doesn't agree, how much it hurts and he feels like an idiot because of it. That Steph is being nice is appreciated, but he can't help but feel it's a lip service sentiment, in this case, scratching his stubble. )
[She opens her mouth to correct him, before he does it himself, so she just shrugs instead, smiling a little.]
I'm very stubborn.
[And persistent, and kind of a pain in the ass, but the main concern right now is that look on Donny's face.]
I mean it. [Even if he doesn't believe her, she means it.] Oviously there was something going on there. [with a gesture at the hickeys (don't think she didn't notice), which seems to suggest that his lady was attracted to him, if nothing else.] And you're a really great guy, Donny, and I'm sorry she can't see that.
She just-- it's j-just um, it's-- it m-makes her feel better. D-distracting. ( Pointing to the hickeys, like that's a good enough reason. ) Liking k-kissing me isn't, um. I m-mean that's-- that's good.
( is it? He loves kissing her, too, always wants to be kissing her, but it's getting more and more difficult to remember that it's just that, in the moment. )
It's n-not like she says I'm n-not, it's--
( This is so difficult. ) She's c-complicated. ( And he's only Donny. Max deserves so much better, could love someone better, even if she doesn't realise it. She's capable of so much love, he's sure of it. )
[Both... because she's pretty sure everything he said didn't entirely make sense, with how cut off half the sentences were, but also the fact that apparently he's just, what, a distraction?]
Donny.
[She's frowning a fair bit by now.]
It sounds like she's just using you, and you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Don't let someone do that to you.
[Not when it's clear how much he cares about this woman.]
[It doesn't matter how much shit someone's bene through, or what Donny might be responsible for (and she's learning to take the things he says about that with a grain of salt), using people like that isn't okay.
This isn't a conversation she wants to have lingering near the doorway, even if it is closed, so if Donny will let her, she's going to gently curl her fingers around his wrist.]
C'mon.
[She's just going to lead him to the couch and sit him down, and wrap him up in another hug, because he looks so sad. There's more she wants to say, but it can wait for a bit.]
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controlledvariable) wrote2014-02-02 07:59 pm
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How have you been?
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[Look you can tell because she used an exclamation mark]
How are you? What's up?
[She's not trying to be abrupt she's just. not used to texts that are just for idle chating so she assume there's a reason behind it.]
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( how do conversation )
I can catch up with you later if you're busy
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[She's probably hanging upside from something just chilling out.]
how's that girl of yours?
how dare you
( meanwhile, he probably just dropped his tablet )
She's not my girl. She's not interested.
( which he had already known, but now it has been horribly reinforced. )
i forgot how to text like a lazy teenager shush
shit, i'm sorry.
do you wanna talk about it? i promise not to say anything stupid and/or insensitive this time.
donny texts LIKE AN ADULT
I don't really know what to say about it.
( It feels childish that he feels so sad. )
that's because he's a loser
you could come over to watch romcoms and eat ice cream if that'd help at all?
omg
( She's right, it definitely still sucks. )
I like romcoms and ice cream.
( yes pls )
well it's true
i can start a batch of hot cocoa.
[Come visit Donny she will give you ice cream and hot chocolate and hugs]
all love i have ever declared for you is now cancelled by despair
I'll head over now.
( AND HARK, IN LITTLE MORE THAN A FEW MINUTES, AN ADONIS IS KNOCKING AT HER DOOR
damn son you have a lot of fresh hickeys for someone whose lady isn't interested in you just saying )
that's a bit dramatic
It barely takes her a few seconds to open the door after he knocks, and she automatically opens her arms to offer him a hug. That's just what friends do.]
i am never dramatic!!!
Hugs are nice. He's awkward at first, the way he always is, before he wraps his arms around her, too. )
It's o-okay.
( As if this makes her sadder than him, somehow. )
she said, using a ridiculous amount of exclamation marks
She's got mad skills]
Is it?
[Gently, because she won't make him talk about it if he doesn't want, but unrequited love is one of the worst feelings.]
it was the appropriate number dictated by grammatical rules, actually
be proud, bruce, be proud
even if she can't see it, his mouth twists with a painful attempt at a smile that almost immediately gives way. )
N-not like um, like there's anything t-to uh, to do about it. ( his voice is scratchy ) It is what it is.
what grammatical rules
[Humour has always been one of her most common coping mechanisms, but she's also just...
Persistent, is probably the nicest way to put it, considering she spent months chasing Tim despite him telling her he wasn't interested.]
rules of bella
( Just slightly huffed, because he gets that she is being playful but also just-- it's different, if a girl says she isn't interested. Then you have to respect that, or you're an ass. It means different things.
He pulls back a little, and shakes his head. )
She w-wasn't um, I d-didn't-- I never thought she w-would.
( because, really. Look at him. )
you're not a real grammarian
[Seriously, she's pretty sure that's the only reason she has friends, because she manages to bug people into liking her.
Though she gets it, that it's different, because she knows she'd be annoyed by a guy who wouldn't take no for an answer.]
Hey. [Gently again, more serious now, as she puts a hand on his arm. She considers saying that this girl of his clearly has no taste, but she thinks Donny might not take well to that, so she'll be a bit kinder.] It's her loss.
[Because he is a good dude.]
SHHHH
( That doesn't sound okay, Steph :(
but wait, this is Steph they're talking about. ) You bugged him, huh.
( oh stephanie.
His expression spasms, almost, that might be the only word for the kind of flinched, painful twist that he tries to get it under control as quickly as possible. A shrug, and it's obvious how much he doesn't agree, how much it hurts and he feels like an idiot because of it. That Steph is being nice is appreciated, but he can't help but feel it's a lip service sentiment, in this case, scratching his stubble. )
Okay.
no u
I'm very stubborn.
[And persistent, and kind of a pain in the ass, but the main concern right now is that look on Donny's face.]
I mean it. [Even if he doesn't believe her, she means it.] Oviously there was something going on there. [with a gesture at the hickeys (don't think she didn't notice), which seems to suggest that his lady was attracted to him, if nothing else.] And you're a really great guy, Donny, and I'm sorry she can't see that.
NO U THE MOST
( Seriously, Stephanie. )
She just-- it's j-just um, it's-- it m-makes her feel better. D-distracting. ( Pointing to the hickeys, like that's a good enough reason. ) Liking k-kissing me isn't, um. I m-mean that's-- that's good.
( is it? He loves kissing her, too, always wants to be kissing her, but it's getting more and more difficult to remember that it's just that, in the moment. )
It's n-not like she says I'm n-not, it's--
( This is so difficult. ) She's c-complicated. ( And he's only Donny. Max deserves so much better, could love someone better, even if she doesn't realise it. She's capable of so much love, he's sure of it. )
that doesn't even make sense
[Both... because she's pretty sure everything he said didn't entirely make sense, with how cut off half the sentences were, but also the fact that apparently he's just, what, a distraction?]
Donny.
[She's frowning a fair bit by now.]
It sounds like she's just using you, and you deserve a hell of a lot better than that. Don't let someone do that to you.
[Not when it's clear how much he cares about this woman.]
i am here to bamboozle you
( He looks so sad and so pained and so lost. ) And some of it's m-my fault.
( His gaze drops, hands twisting into his t-shirt. ) And it'd b-be so much w-worse without her.
( Here, everything, life back home. )
and to break my heart
[It doesn't matter how much shit someone's bene through, or what Donny might be responsible for (and she's learning to take the things he says about that with a grain of salt), using people like that isn't okay.
This isn't a conversation she wants to have lingering near the doorway, even if it is closed, so if Donny will let her, she's going to gently curl her fingers around his wrist.]
C'mon.
[She's just going to lead him to the couch and sit him down, and wrap him up in another hug, because he looks so sad. There's more she wants to say, but it can wait for a bit.]
WHAT HEART
( Hoarse, quiet, as she leads him to the sofa, content to be pulled into a hug and resting his head against her shoulder. )
I knew it w-was impossible.
( He's the jerk, the naive idiot, the destructive fool )
the one I keep in a box under my bed
is it bedazzeled though
yes of course
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