𝒆𝒙𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆,

¹⁾ knuckles brushing across a cheek

²⁾ a fist knotted in the collar of a shirt

³⁾ lips pressed against a brow-bone

⁴⁾ legs intertwined under covers

⁵⁾ shaking hands knotted together

⁶⁾ two fingers pressed against a pulse point

⁷⁾ unsure fingers braiding hair

⁸⁾ thighs wrapped around a waist

⁹⁾ feet kicked up into a lap

¹⁰⁾ hands guiding a spoon up to waiting lips

¹¹⁾ linked pinkies

¹²⁾ a head leaned against a stomach

¹³⁾ footsie under a dining table

¹⁴⁾ hands playing gently with hair

¹⁵⁾ a thumb pressing down on a bottom lip

¹⁶⁾ fingers scratching at a scalp

¹⁷⁾ a chest pressed warmly against a back

¹⁸⁾ foreheads leaned against one another

¹⁹⁾ hands kneading at sore muscles

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⭒  *  .        ›     “    which  part  ?    ”          that  her  sister  would  show  up  in  her  life  like  a  semitruck  into  a  wall?   that  she  would  literally  die  in  a  supe  prison  and  be  brought  back  to  life  like  marie's  own  personal  lazarus?   no.   she'd  had  glimpses  -  marie's  face,   solid  metal  door  handle,   snippets  of  blonde  or  black  hair  drifting  in  and  out  of  her  mind's  eye  like  hallucinations.   maybe  she'd  hoped  they  were.   or  nightmares.   draws  hoodie  tighter  around  her  body,  shoving  her  fingers  into  the  pocket  and  letting  them  rest  clasped  together.          “         i  knew  i  was  going  to  see  you  soon  -  i  just  didn't  know  when  or  why.     ”      she'll  offer  that  much.   it's  all  she  can  really  articulate  clearly  without  sounding  like  a  pathetic  excuse  of  a  supe  with  powers  she  didn't  hone  or  understand  yet.      “         i  was  scared  -  so  i  ignored  it  for  a  long  time.     ”   swallows  hard,  throat  bobbing  while  she  sinks  her  teeth  into  her  cheek  with  sharp  exhale  through  her  nose.   she's  spent  so  long  scared  of  her  sister,  it  almost  feels  like  she's  not  whole  without  it.   without  the  pulse-pounding  and  unsettled  energy  flashing  through  her  at  the  thought  of  these  kind  of  moments.   

(starters inspired by too many drinks, city lights, and the kind of honesty that only comes after midnight)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆

“You look like you could use another drink… or a bad decision.”

“Don’t tell me you came here alone.”

“I’m not drunk, I’m just—emotionally flexible right now.”

“One more round, and I might actually tell you what I’m thinking.”

“I didn’t plan on running into you here.”

“You’ve got that look—like you’re either about to confess something or start a fight.”

“You’re staring again. Should I take that as an invitation?”

“You ever think about how many bad ideas start with a shot glass?”

“You dance like you’re trying to forget something.”

“It’s way past decent hours—what are you still doing out?”

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓

“You can stop pretending you’re fine. Nobody believes it after their third drink.”

“I thought you didn’t drink anymore.”

“It’s funny—liquor makes you honest, but you still can’t say what you really want, can you?”

“You shouldn’t walk home alone. I’ll come with you.”

“You always talk like this when you’ve had too much.”

“You smell like smoke and regret. It suits you.”

“Let’s make a pact—we don’t talk about this in the morning.”

“You shouldn’t have kissed me. But I’m not asking you to stop.”

“You ever get drunk enough to think the world might love you back?”

“We’re both going to regret this tomorrow, aren’t we?”

𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏

“What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done? I’ll go first.”

“Tell me a truth—just one. The kind you’d never say sober.”

“You’re going to forget this conversation in the morning, right?”

“If I told you I missed you, would you blame the alcohol?”

“You keep drinking like you’re trying to forget something. Or someone.”

“I didn’t mean to call you. My hands just remembered your number.”

“Why are you crying? Don’t tell me it’s just the gin.”

“You said you don’t love me anymore, but you’re still here.”

“Do you ever wonder how we got this lost?”

“Sometimes, I think the night listens better than people do.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 — quiet streets, unspoken things

“I’ll walk you home. You can pretend you don’t need me to.”

“It’s too late for goodbyes, isn’t it?”

“We shouldn’t have let it get this far.”

“You can hold my hand. Just for tonight.”

“Do you ever wish you’d met me sober?”

“Don’t fall asleep yet. The world feels softer when it’s still spinning.”

“Stay until the city forgets our names.”

“You look different under the streetlights.”

“Promise me you won’t vanish when morning comes.”

“I don’t know what I’ll remember most — the taste of the drink, or you.”

dialogue prompts from season one of code black.

you are not to kill a guest in my house.

i'll take it black with no sugar.

i left my concern in a bottle of xanax.

i didn't mean what i said before. i don't think those things about you.

do you want it straight, or do you want doctor talk?

trepidation is a deadly quality in this place.

what happened to giving it to me straight?

i love you so much, i wanna break you in half.

i love you so much, i wanna punch your face in.

the native tongue of my people: sarcasm.

listen to my voice, okay?

if i can't trust you here, i can't have you here.

sometimes you've gotta be a cowboy.

you know your stuff. you just need confidence.

in my experience, tragedy either softens you or it hardens you.

you spend enough time in group therapy, you start to recognize it.

if you want to be part of a team, no job is too big, no job is too small.

did you know only 1% of males can perform autofellatio?

the only thing that gets through those walls is a bullet. you became a bullet.

you don't know a thing about me. we're not friends.

smart luck is when you work your ass off, so that when the opportunity presents itself, you won't have to pray for dumb luck.

growing old is a swirling toilet bowl. best you can do is cling to the rim.

no one's unteachable.

everyone here is a lock. you just have to figure out the right combination.

i wish you had died. it should have been you.

i could have been a movie star with this face.

it must be nice to be someone like you.

the further you go, the more you're gonna need the people you started with.

don't go all soft on me now.

i can only imagine how angry you must be.

i don't trust myself. i'm weak.

you just need to find your voice and let it sing.

don't help me. i don't want your help.

i saw evil in there. i don't want to go back.

sometimes the way to be brave is to pretend to be brave.

i'm not afraid of you.

the one thing i hold onto: death isn't the answer to anything.

the only time machine we have in this life is the one we're born in, and it only goes forward.

of course i'm making friends. how could i not?

i know you may find this hard to believe, but you are the last thing on my mind right now.

not everyone is out to get you.

i'm not looking for sympathy. i just wanted you to understand.

there's no such thing as a statistical certainty.

you don't remember, or you don't want to remember?

you feel like getting some coffee?

you are one tough customer.

i know it's hard, but try to relax.

don't ever do that to me again.

sounds like a cruel joke now, doesn't it?

you learned from the best, and then you became the best.

you're the most important thing in the world to me, and i love you.

we can't change the past. but one day, this moment is gonna be the past, too.

i'll bring some sage in.

you saw me at the lowest point in my life.

you're one clown short of a three-ring circus.

explain this world to me, mama.

why'd you come up here to find me?

i didn't think there could be anything worse than saying goodbye to you.

do lesbians like basketball?

i don't feel like i'm keeping my promise.

i can't imagine how this must feel.

your brain is protecting you by blocking out what actually happened.

i'm the one who made the decisions that put me here.

you get to decide who you are. is this who you are?

the secret to any great relationship is to hate the same people.

i always felt that the witch of the east died too young.

we all have moments when we need the help of another human being.

you really need to learn some manners.

what's gonna happen to us? is there still an 'us'?

i deserve everything that's happened to me.

no one deserves this. no one.

click your heels, dorothy. there's no place like home.

what? you think i don't get scared?

everybody gets nervous. we're all faking it.

I'd  never  given  much  thought  to  how  I'd  die.

dying  in  the  place  of  someone  I  love  seems  like  a  good  way  to  go.

I  can't  bring  myself  to  regret  the  decision  that  brought  me  here  to  die.

have  a  good  life.

it  won't  work  again,  baby.

your  hair's  longer.

he  hasn't  shut  up  about  it  since  you  told  him  you  were  coming.

yeah  ...  I  think  I  remember.

are  they  always  like  this?

it's  getting  worse  with  old  age.

too  bad.  would've  been  nice  to  know  at  least  one  person.

I'm  kind  of  a  suffer  in  silence  type.

are  you  alright?  I  warned  them  not  to  make  me  play.

it's  only  a  flesh  wound.

that's  why  they  kicked  me  out.

it's  first  grade  all  over  again,  and  you're  the  shiny  new  toy.

they  kinda  keep  to  themselves.

I'm  not  even  sure  that's  legal.

they're  not  actually  related.

he's  totally  gorgeous,  obviously.

but  apparently,  no  one  here  is  good  enough  for  him.

don't  waste  your  time.

I'll  just  endure  it.

are  people  talking  about  them  again?

ice  doesn't  help  the  uncoordinated.

be  careful.

give  it  up  for  the  rain.

I  didn't  have  a  chance  to  introduce  myself  last  week.

you've  been  gone.

enjoying  the  rain?

seriously?  you're  asking  me  about  the  weather?

no.  I  don't  like  the  cold.  or  the  wet.  or  the  gray.  or  parkas.  or  turtle  necks.

I'm  just  trying  to  figure  you  out.

you're  very  hard  to  read.

did  anyone  see  what  happened?

I'm  so  sorry,  I  tried  to  stop.

it  sure  as  hell  is  not  okay.

we  nearly  lost  you.

it  was  amazing  he  got  to  me  so  fast.

as  long  as  you're  safe.

can  I  talk  to  you  for  a  moment?

how  did  you  get  over  to  me  so  quickly?

I  know  what  I  saw.

and  what,  exactly,  was  that.

you  stopped  the  van.  you  pushed  it  away.

no  one  will  believe  that.

I  wasn't  planning  to  tell  anyone.

I  just  want  to  know  the  truth.

can't  you  just  thank  me  and  get  over  it?

you're  not  going  to  let  it  go,  are  you?

I  hope  you  enjoy  disapointment.

why  did  you  even  bother?

look!  you're  moving.  you're  ALIVE!

actually,  I'm  glad  you're  not  dead  cause  -  well,  that  would  suck.

you  want  to  go?  to  prom.  with  me?

how  did  you  know  about  that?

you  didn't  answer  my  question.

you  haven't  answered  any  of  mine.  you  won't  even  say  hello.

it  helps  if  you  actually  watch  where  you  put  your  feet.

I  know  I've  been  rude,  but  it's  for  the  best.

it  would  be  better  if  we  weren't  friends.

too  bad  you  didn't  figure  that  out  earlier.

you  think  I  regret  saving  you?

she  always  did  know  how  to  worry.

should  I  know  what  that  means?

la  push,  baby.  you  in?

I  don't  just  surf  the  internet.

you  stood  up  once.  on  a  foam  board.

I'll  go  if  you  stop  saying  that.

your  mood  swings  are  giving  me  whiplash.

if  you  were  smart,  you'd  avoid  me.

so  let's  say,  for  argument's  sake,  that  I'm  not  smart.  would  you  talk  to  me?  tell  me  the  truth?

I'd  rather  hear  your  theories.

what  if  I'm  not  the  hero?  what  if  I'm  the  bad  guy.

you will be so much more than that.

now, that duty falls to you.

that victory is within your reach.

this is our biggest show yet.

why are you so late?

they will face my wrath!

please take your seat.

now you gotta die.

let me guess. they got away again?

stop me if you've heard this one before.

i'm not here to mock you. i'm here to help you. it's time for a new strategy.

sounds like you need the rest.

i can't wait to eat kimbap and stare at the ceiling.

sounds super boring. i'm so down.

it's the beginning of a new chapter for us. for the whole world.

it's okay. i'm sure everything will be fine.

we're so close, and it's so important.

hey, we'll get through this. we can get through anything. together.

why are there so many people today?

hurry, before someone sees us.

focus is good, but focusing on one part leads to ignoring other parts, making you separated, isolated.

to treat the part, we must understand the whole.

ugh. you guys are so gross.

they're not even that cute.

what if they try to kill these people?

don't touch that.

let's go kill these guys.

hard to say goodbye when we're having fun.

it was truly an honor to share the stage with you.

surprisingly, your plan is working.

i'm sorry. i've been glued to this tiny screen for hours.

we're gonna kick their butts!

you were supposed to be dead by now.

that's none of your business.

you left them. left them behind. failed them.

you don't know me.

i'm nothing like you.

thanks for having my back.

we keep meeting like this.

i mean, if you want me to come in, i can come in. i heard you singing.

what is up with you?

i'm not keeping anything from you. i promise.

i'm glad you're finally ready to talk. although, you could've picked somewhere nicer for a date.

if there's no hope for you, what hope is there for me?

i see why you're single.

for what it's worth, i don't think you're a mistake.

what are you not telling us? what are you hiding from us?

trust me, i'm gonna make sure we win.

look, i want to believe in your crazy plan, but i don't think i'm the one to help you.

i spent my whole life keeping this secret, this shame of what i am, and the more i hid this shame, the more it grew and grew until it started to destroy the one thing that gave me purpose.

maybe they'll understand.

you were never supposed to see.

it was real. what we had was real. i know it was.

the things i said? i just needed you to trust me. that's all.

you were a good person, and you still are. you just made a mistake.

you thought you found a family? you don't deserve one. you never have.

you're too much. and not enough.

there's no denying it now. this is what i am.

you knew i was a mistake from the very start.

why can't you look at me? why couldn't you love me?

you think you can fix the world? you can't even fix yourself.

i'm sorry... for everything.

i wanted to set you free!

we've been saying that for years.

see what you've been missing?

the scars are part of me.

this is what it sounds like.

you guys just mean so much to me, and i don't really know what i'd do without you.

i definitely feel recharged.