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second; voice (i hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record.)
[Nick's voice is raspier than usual, the way voices get when their owners have been screaming, or crying, or possibly both.]
You know what, you motherfucker? I'm coming back to haunt your ass after I'm dead. See how you like it.
You know what, you motherfucker? I'm coming back to haunt your ass after I'm dead. See how you like it.

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[He's enjoying this. Oh yes.]
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[She's ... not, obviously.]
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So just how long does it take for a box six feet under to run out of air?
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[She doesn't know. She can only guess it's a shorter amount of time than they have.]
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You don't sound like you're having much fun over there. Pressing engagement you're missing?
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[Not.]
Yeah, I'm late for my manicure. [Her eyerolling is just about audible.] What the fuck do you care, anyway?
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Maybe I'm just concerned about you. Overflowing with worry. Can't you tell?
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[Because concern is obviously off the table.]
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Fun times.
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You didn't look too eager to back down either. So, let's not quibble about our mental states.
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Too bad we can't go for round two.
[100% acting like he didn't get his ass handed to him.]
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[Like she really believes that.]
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How's the air over there?
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Why? Miss me?
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I love these two.
sobbing, same
\o/