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RP woes under the cut (also HI I HAVE WIFI HERE)
Today is the day I picked to be Victor’s birthday. He has no canon birthday, so I just picked the month of publication of the first comic he was in, and 13 because 13 sounds cool.
Today Victor is 42.
Happy birthday, Victor.
I love you.
;-;
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He stood in front of the door for a few minutes, making sure he had everything he needed for this particular conversation. A few pictures, info on what the people in those pictures were looking for. Basic stuff but still very useful. Eventually he lifted his hand and knocked sharply on the door. He was pretty sure the man would be home. If not, he'd simply wait.
not this shit again
This time of year, Cheryl always thought about what she had been through to avenge her father's death. It hadn't happened at Halloween, but something about the changing leaves and the chill in the air just infiltrated the deepest recesses of her mind and reminded her of that goddamned town.
So, naturally, she could have really used a distraction. She tried smoking (her electronic cigarette ran out of battery on her, and by the time it had charged up, she no longer cared). She tried drinking (there was nothing palatable in the house, and she had no desire to spend money on anything better). She even tried sleeping (the nightmares kept waking her up every ninety minutes like clockwork).
In the end, company was the only thing that made her feel somewhat better. Unfortunately, Douglas still had to work long hours, and when he wasn't working, he was drinking himself into a stupor. Which meant he wasn't great company. So Cheryl was left with more or less one option: Victor. He was the only person she really talked to besides Douglas, and while Victor could drink himself into a stupor, too, at least he was usually good for conversation.
So, late one evening, she found herself dialing his number and biting her lip as the phone rang once, twice, three times--
"Hello?" she said as she heard the unmistakable sound of the phone being answered. "It's Cheryl. I'm really sorry to bug you, but I'm totally desperate for conversation, and you're basically my only friend aside from Douglas, who is currently passed out in bed."
She cleared her throat.
"So, anyway, what are you up to?" she asked.
He manages to look timid despite being so much bigger than her. He's got Tiny with him, and Tiny is holding a gift bag in his mouth, whining softly.
"Oh, you didn't have to - oh, poor Tiny, is he making you do all the work?" Sansa giggles and kneels to take the bag, then ruffle Tiny's ears.
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"He needs a doctor? Let’s hope he doesn’t get one. I don’t, I don’t like that… guy."
"I told him to call 9-1-1. I don't think he appreciated that."
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"Ah... Am I... Is the other... Is that guy bothering you?"
"I think he might have me mistaken for a concierge doctor. It's okay, though. He's only texting."
✰ :Weird thing they want to try or have tried
✰ I don't even know how it would be possible, but...I'd like to be able to talk to Harley. And the Other. For all three of us to be able to have a conversation. Yeah, that sounds even weirder now having said it.
