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This was one fucked up revelation. He just stands there for a while, astonishment paralyzing him for a few seconds or so until he catches himself again. 

  “So my devilishly devious compadre, what’s the excuse for our untimely teamup? Are we clones? Long lost brothers? I owe ya five bucks? For the latter I only offer handjobs and oral- but nothing near the back porch. ”

she shoves at his back, hitting him a few times (the third time is pathetic though, really. a shitty prissy whack that even she’s highly embarrassed of). he should be glad she doesn’t have her switch on her.

“no. you can’t charm your way out of this one,” she tells him, tugging at his arm to try to make him look at her. nessa just swallows and forces her breath out slowly.

                   “you can’t leave.” it’s a command, not a request.                    she’s ready to spill tears but she’s not one to cry.                    him having stage 9-fucking-thousand cancer is a                    bit of an exception in her book, though, at’s for damn                    sure.

she’s eating chinese food, slurping the chow mein up and playing with the chopsticks.