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"My god do you ever just shut the fuck up! Do you not realize how damn annoying your fucking voice is!" he yells before storming off down the hall slaming his door hard enough it bounced off the frame cracking around the latch.

He paced for a few moments, teeth clenched as he turned off the lights, closed the blinds, and put on Star Wars on low volume. He'd watched it enough times he had the lines memorized, Alexi looked down the hall "Guess he had a hard session," he says "We're going to need to get some stronger doors for him."

Yelena sighed, watching John storm off. "I told them therapy was a stupid idea..."

Bob had been forced into therapy following the void incident. Bucky had apparently been continuing his sessions through his congressional career. The two of them had slowly but surely started trying to convince the others to go.

Alexei had been easiest--he loved talking about anything and everything, but especially himself and his "glory days."

Yelena wasn't sure how they'd convinced Ava, or if she was actually going to therapy when she was supposed to.

That left her and Walker. Apparently somehow they'd convinced the super soldier, and apparently it wasn't going well. And now they were all going to have to deal with the consequences.

Eventually, after giving him what she hoped was enough time to cool down, Yelena was carefully knocking on his door with...a bowl of Mac and cheese for each of them. Of course. She wasn't any better at the whole "having feelings" thing than any of them, but macaroni always made her feel a little better, so...it couldn't hurt right?

She greets a much smaller woman, frail and old. There's a small exchange. A bottle for a bit of money and a hug, and then she sends the woman off, stretching and glancing around. That should've been private enough, right?

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The walk was intended to be a short one, Lord Wayne -- or as he preferred; simply Bruce -- meant to merely walk a few blocks through town, enjoy the cool night air and what he expected to soon turn into a gentle midnight snow. What he hadn't expected, though, as he walked down the side of cobblestone street, was to see a woman ducking into an alley.

Different kinds of prompts, (angst, hatred, fluff etc...) all issued from the Warriors (Cats) saga. Feel free to adapt as needed.

I saved you once. Don't make me save you again.

Upset? I'm not upset. You have no idea how much pain I'm in. It's like being cut open every day, bleeding onto the stones. I can't believe you didn't know how much you hurt me.

I am a rat. I am a worm. I am nothing.

Kill me. Kill me and live with the memory. Then tell the stars that you've won.

Why would you want to be alone, when you could have me by your side all the time?

I may not share your faith, but I will always help you fight for what you believe in.

You know already that I will kill you one day.

Do you think they don't mind having to rescue you over and over again? You're no help to them. You're a liability.

Didn't you care what would happen to me? And now? Don't you feel guilty that you've ruined my life?

You can take over my body...just for a little while.

You'll never win! You can kill me! But that won't stop me! I'll find you beyond my death, and I'll stop you!

What does that mean? If you try really hard, do you think you could be a bit more obscure?

Oh, so you'll be quiet from now on? Good.

I know I shouldn't ask this, but... Will you still see me when we get home?

I don't care! I don't care if you're not happy! What about me?

You don't have to miss me. I'm coming with you. And no one can stop me!

It's not a choice. I'm not wanted here. I never truly was.

Did you come just to tell me that? I'm sorry! But don't expect me to be surprised.

Punish me instead! I admit it—I was trying to put you to sleep!

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Chrissy jumped a little as Will suddenly approached her. She'd been so on-edge lately, with everything going on, and Will...was not someone she'd ever really noticed if she was honest. Maybe that was mean, but--they just ran in different circles. That was all.

The way he asked that question made her skin crawl.

Does he know about...

no. No way.

"shhh dear easy now " a motherly voice spoke soft helping the fallen angel "can you stand ?"

"Of course I can stand, I appreciate your offer though." Her vocal tone showed signs of doubt about her ability to stand.

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the rich get richer while the sick get sicker.

they synthesize reality to sell you what you don't need.

we've come to take what's ours.

so, come alive and take back your soul.

close your eyes, don't walk towards the light.

it's time to end the peace.

bring their fanfare to its knees.

the road i walk is paved in gold.

i'll buy my way to talk to god.

i gave up everything for fame.

i am the closest thing to god.

when all has gone to blazes, i start to run ( until i find places where nobody's gone ).

if i picked up and left, how fast would you forget?

there goes my guilty conscience.

ghosts of the past came to haunt me.

drank too much liquor again ( can't remember going to bed ).

hate for you to see me like this.

say you won't let go.

i want you the most.

i miss the way that it was.

you got me like nobody does.

do you think about us?

that look in your eye still haunts me.

tell me that it's not too late.

don't you tell me how time flies.

when it comes to something real, we both choke.

so tell me, how does it feel to know that your lies won't save you now?

you're just trying to get away from yourself.

you just hide and confide in someone else.

the past is spun like a yarn and mangled with flesh and blood and bones.

he sliced and diced our dreams to pieces.

nothing ever lasts forever.

we're leaving this city, so this is farewell.

survive this mess, and i'll get you.

i'm starting to see you in my dreams ( and that's dangerous for me ).

we always say goodbye.

take your time with me ( that's all i want ).

you taught me how to live.

even though i have you for just a moment, at least i have it all.

i'll keep at your pace until you can keep with mine.

" better off dead, you're better off dead. " that's what you told me in my apartment.

erase any thought left of me in your head.

it's hard to see straight when you only see red.

the damage is done, i'm already gone.

i've already found closure.

get out the car, you know that it's over.

thought you were the one, guess that i was wrong.

took three to four years to finally get sober.

the best of us break when we know we can't bend.

Pierre leaned into the other before his brows lifted with surprise though it was quickly replaced by laughter.

"Oh? Do you want to be paid for sex?"

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Scratchy sheets. HVAC humming. The faint, yet persistent, smell of DampRid. Even before he had opened his eyes, Vincent knew that he was in a motel room. But whose? He blinked open his eyes and tried to discern the blurry shape next to him.

Groaning, he rubbed at his eyes with one hand, reaching blindly for the night stand with the other until he located his glasses and put them on to get a better look at his companion. Warm, bare skin. Blonde hair (box bleach, roots could use a touch up). Freckles.

Aha.

It was all starting to come back to him; his smirk blossomed into a grin as he began to recall the events of the previous night. Suddenly, he really wanted a cigarette.

He sat up and stretched, wondering if the windows of the motel room opened or if they were just for show when he became aware of eyes on him. Without looking, he chuckled, shaking his head,