[ that's the thing. would someone like him even get a proper burial? will he be cremated to prevent the further spread of the infection, or bury him six feet under somehow like what queequeg would've wanted?
guess they'll never know. bottoms up. ]
Do you think... the time you'd spent with him was enough?
[ WTF is he throwing it back at her so that he can copy her homework or something
hold on, she's going to take a long swig of her drink. ]
I'm... not sure. I'm kind of kicking myself right now because I feel like it wasn't enough. Like, maybe if I didn't keep him at bay for the first couple of months as a poor attempt to prevent myself from getting attached. [ huffs. ] So much for that.
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[He says it like he means it. He does mean it. Its what he loves about him and what he hates about him.]
[He feels you, Ishy, really.]
[He's offering the bottle and pours it into the mug.]
There you go. Bottoms up.
[It's just a very strong dark ale.]
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[ she clinks her mug against his bottle, then plops back onto her bed with a sigh. the ale tastes nice, she thinks. ]
Such an asshole. But I guess this is the better alternative than him dying out here. I think I'd lose my mind if it ever came to that.
[ like. in a distortion kind of way. ]
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[Doesn't feel so cheery, but what can he do? Bury it down, move forward, pry elation from the dark hands of fate.]
Mm.
[Haha. Dying out there. Yeah, see, this is absolutely the cheery part. He's going to die, whether he likes it or not.]
At least, I won't know how he'll die. [He says, a little quietly.] But he'll do it in his own terms, I reckon.
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guess they'll never know. bottoms up. ]
Do you think... the time you'd spent with him was enough?
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[It was enough. It was too much. It wasn't enough at all.]
[What an aggravating thing, that he doesn't have a direct answer.]
I guess I'll throw that back at you. Though a little different. To you, what does "enough" mean?
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hold on, she's going to take a long swig of her drink. ]
I'm... not sure. I'm kind of kicking myself right now because I feel like it wasn't enough. Like, maybe if I didn't keep him at bay for the first couple of months as a poor attempt to prevent myself from getting attached. [ huffs. ] So much for that.
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[So is he. Genuine connections, he means.]
What would you have liked to do with him, if you had more time?
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[ 🧍♂️ ]
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[A little grumpily........taking a swig.....]
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[ ladies... please............... ]
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[heheheheheheheeeee]
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[FALLING BACKWARD COMICALLY!!!!!!]
What was that for?!
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[ ohhhhh my god u only kissed your situationship? should we tell everyone? Should we throw a party? should we invite (throws dart) ereshkigal ]
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[He's just still
laying here, laughing a little.]
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Still... I don't even know why you came to me of all people. I thought people like you don't get attached.
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[Ah.]
[Hm.]
You'd be right about that. Funny way the world works, right? I'm sure you sort of understand that, Ishmael.
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Yeah. I do.
[ elysium had called her out on it, after all.
she drains the rest of her drink and extends her mug over to sampo. ]
Here's to... getting left behind, I guess. [ then, the smallest of smiles. ] Thanks for coming over, Sampo. I appreciate it.
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[He's actually a little serious on this, even as he pours her more.]
You and I weren't left behind. Travelers move places. One day, they may return to where their heart resides.
[A little smile punctuates that.]
But anyways....sure! Anytime. Your good friend Sampo Koski will be around at your beck and call.