Great. So he was fucking with me. That's what I'm reading from the way he's reacting now, anyway. It ain't that he's forgotten who I am, and it ain't like he's somehow pining his little heart away, so he's just plain trying to screw with me. I don't know why that pisses me off half as much as it does, god only knows I've screwed enough other people that I deserve to get hit a few times in return, but not from him. Not like this. I ain't ever tried to mess with him, see. Not really.
Tried to push him away, sure, but you can call that selfish, you can call that practical. I don't know what this is.
"Fine," I growl instead, just turning on my heel and starting home. Whatever. Enough doctors on this island to make sure the one I'm worried about doesn't dive all the way into alcohol poisoning, anyway.
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Date: 2012-06-29 12:57 am (UTC)Tried to push him away, sure, but you can call that selfish, you can call that practical. I don't know what this is.
"Fine," I growl instead, just turning on my heel and starting home. Whatever. Enough doctors on this island to make sure the one I'm worried about doesn't dive all the way into alcohol poisoning, anyway.