[ What does she care if he dies-- What the fuck would she care? She's indignant with it, pulsing hot, but even thinking about it makes her want to puke. God if he died she'd have to do it all over again, one more fucking body in the graveyard she keeps in her mind, another name to pour out drinks to, drinks she no longer personally took part in, another chain, another needle, another nightmare.
And she'd die with him, she'd get to feel the whole fucking thing because he's all sloshed up inside of her.
She's getting upset, she can feel it strangling the way up her throat, a headache pulsing at the seams. ]
(Fucking shut up Nyx. Shut the fuck up. I don't fucking care if you jump out of the goddamn airlock right this second--)
[ Not like his livid determination to carry on had been incredible, like taking the weight off over abused joints, like drinking fire-- ]
(--Don't need any of your stupid sentimental bullshit. Fucking shut up and grow a pair.)
[ Her array of insults and invective is nothing more than covering her ears and trying to hum him away. ]
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Date: 2017-06-20 02:58 am (UTC)And she'd die with him, she'd get to feel the whole fucking thing because he's all sloshed up inside of her.
She's getting upset, she can feel it strangling the way up her throat, a headache pulsing at the seams. ]
( Fucking shut up Nyx. Shut the fuck up. I don't fucking care if you jump out of the goddamn airlock right this second-- )
[ Not like his livid determination to carry on had been incredible, like taking the weight off over abused joints, like drinking fire-- ]
( --Don't need any of your stupid sentimental bullshit. Fucking shut up and grow a pair. )
[ Her array of insults and invective is nothing more than covering her ears and trying to hum him away. ]