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“Drink up. Whiskey’s God’s way of letting us know he loves us and he wants us to be happy.”

"I don’t drink, and frankly, you shouldn’t be drinking either!”

 Why hate remakes when you can love all the stupid little things most of them add, or how they will change story alternatively cut out important parts completely?

“Well… Hi, I guess”

“Hey. I’m sorry but, do I know you? Should I know who you are?”

How does one fix a sink? My kitchen sink keeps spluttering at me and not giving me a steady stream. 

If I knew I’m sure I probably would have saved energy, time, and money through the years. You should probably call someone who knows these things.

I’m sorry, Rachel. I’ll leave you alone.

I- uh... good. 

If you still love me, why are you so sure that you’re done? It is– it is stupid of you, you know.

Because you keep doing these things. It actually gets tiring being hurt by you every few months or so. 

“I fought for my country and I saw what freedom is, we have it so good here. I can’t do what I want because I have a five year old who watches me and I want to raise him right, ya know? I used to live alone with two dogs, that was the life.” Kennedy stopped his rambling and smirked. “Other than being a teacher what else would you do if you weren’t here?”

“’Raise him right’ is a very weird concept because with is right?” Rachel asked. “I don’t really know. I mean in terms of carrier I couldn’t really see myself do anything, in terms of life I would have a lot less to do probably.” 

Why the fuck did you engage me in conversation if you were just going to flip? Fine. Be done. Have a great time figuring things out.

Because even if I’m done I’m stupid enough to still care. Because I still love you. Haven’t you gotten that yet? 

Settle down and take a breath. At least I came back for you. At least I’m here now.

I- I’m so... tired. Now is months too late, don’t you get that? I can only take so much, I’m a mere human. I’m done. I was when you left and I am not too. I’m hurt, but I’m done. 

I can’t do this right now, Rachel.

You know what? Fuck you. I keep trying all the time, and I don’t understand why I do it or why I haven’t stopped because you keep fucking me over. I should’ve been done with you as soon as I realized you have little to no respect for the people around you, not even the people who love you.

What do you expect me to say?

I don’t know. Sorry? Anything at all? You could’ve called. You could’ve given me literally just one sign of life. 

Don’t be pissy with me just because I ran off for a bit, Rachel. Doesn’t every graduate do something along those lines?

Maybe they do. But I’m pretty sure they tell people their plans or at least leave a note saying they’re leaving. They don’t leave me here wondering if they’re even still alive. I’m allowed to be as pissy about that as I please. 

Can’t you just come over and do it for free?

I’m sorry, but I don’t really have the time. I’m too busy not being with people who leave. So sorry. I wish I could help. 

“Yeah, sometimes it’s good to not care. But then I realized I felt lost and most people thought I was a bitch because I couldn’t bring myself to care.”

“Well, while you shouldn’t actually be a ‘bitch’, that’s the sort of thing you shouldn’t really care about. You do you or whatever, as long as you don’t hurt anyone.”

Kennedy flashed her a confused face before turning it into a grin. “Maybe we should scare them into coming.” He whispers with an evil look blasting ideas into his brain. “Trust me, kids enjoy a little terror in their lives. We should try it.” Lighting a cigarette he pockets the lighter and takes a long drag. “Being older sucks. Responsibility sucks too. Being a dad to Logan is even worse.” He sighs and looks at her. “How do you take being old?”

“I like how you think, but maybe that isn’t the best of ideas.” Rachel laughed. “I’m used to it by now. Sure, I there are still things that constantly makes me wish i was five again, but I live alone with a dog. I do what I want, I eat what I want, when I want. There’s a lot of freedom to being old.”

“Isn’t that the one about the guy who experimented on people to make weird human-animal hybrids?”, He asked, wondering how young she was when she first heard that story. “I think a little advanced reading is good for development, my mom read the Tell-tale Heart to me when I was a kid, oh shit that’s probably where my paranoia came from…”

“That’s exactly it. My parents were kind of unorthodox with what media I consumed.” she explained. “Advanced reading is definitely good for development. But sometimes you just want something to get through quickly and without having to think too much,