#inxspacetime

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"Oh yeah, buddy, it counts for so much," Stu said, never subtle about his sarcasm. "If I'm real sorry, I bet that'd count for something too, right?"

The sad thing was, he was glad to see Randy, despite everything. Glad he was still around. Sometimes, he had dreams that he hadn't hesitated that night, and he'd put the knife through Randy's neck, and he's wake up. not totally sure that wasn't what had happened. Sometimes in the dreams, Randy would look up at him with blood in his mouth, somehow still able to speak enough to say I knew it was you.

"Wow."

Jess's tongue clicked the back of his teeth, his sarcasm dripped through his words and glanced at Kirby. "This is where your taking me for our date?" He says dryly, although said not unkindly with a gleam in his eyes. "Here I was hoping for a nice dinner date and then a long walk on the beach."

"Alright now just... hold on a second and slow down."

From now on, any decision gets run by you... Nica's breath caught in her throat when she heard the words. Did he think Chucky was still holding the reigns? She swallowed before tilting her head up to look at him, her best attempt at a smirk pulling the corners of her lips up. "Yeah, well, I couldn't have you dyin' on me just yet, could I?"

Nica had watched it all play out from the back of her own mind as if she were watching a movie. Chucky had stopped the attack just in the nick of time, but he was useless with a needle and thread. He was far from the seamstress Tiffany was. So his choices had been to potentially let his protege bleed out, or let Nica have control again. Of course, she could've refused to help him, but she also had a glimmer of hope that it wasn't too late for Mickey, and maybe she'd be able to convince him to help her to get rid of the other soul inhabiting her body.

@inxspacetime​​ liked for a starter from... zebulon battle looks like ronen rubinstein and is twenty eight years old. he is homosexual homoromantic.

    “in about a minute, you'll be sorry you didn't listen to me.” zeb mentioned, shrugging his shoulders. “so, don’t come crying to me because i told you so.”