[HE SURE NOTICES THAT DELAY. That in itself tells a story.]
oh shit oh chlo i'm so fucking sorry that's the biggest steaming pile of bullshit ever
where you at? i'm coming to you don't argue because if you don't tell me i'm just gonna come anyway and probably get lost in the snow so don't think there's an actual option for my company right now there is not
[And he's going to be running his way over- she better prepare herself for primo hugs because as soon as he gets there, he's pulling her into one, like it or not.]
[ Chloe stiffens at first, that instinctual reaction to being touched without expecting it, but she relaxes quickly enough to awkwardly return the hug and give his back a gentle pat. That's how you do this, right? ]
If you start crying or something, I'm sending you back into the snow.
[He;s come to expect awkward hugs from Chloe by now. He gives her a tight squeeze regardless. No, Chloe, that's not how you do this but he'll give her a free pass. He chuckles sadly.]
I'll resist the urge but no promises. [He does release her, but keeps a hand on her arm- not constrictive, but supportive. ] Shit, Chlo. I'm sorry.
[ Knowing that he'd had Clem come in with different memories than his was probably the reason she'd come to him to begin with. A solidarity that she didn't have with anyone else when it came to this. ]
Ugh. Sodder's probably just pissed off I called her out on being uncreative and stealing most of her plot line from Silent Hill and Stephen King.
[ Yes, clearly. That's gotta be the answer. She runs her hands through her hair. ]
It's not like people haven't shown up without memories before. I should be fucking used to this.
[It did give him a horrible "same hat" in this scenario. It's super not-fun.]
Yuuup that's exactly it. You hurt a preteen's pride and now you're paying the... price.
[Louis no. Don't.]
I know, but it still hurts like hell when it's someone you're really close to. It's worse than someone dying because at least then you don't see them walking around all the time. [...] My world notwithstanding. You end up with this person who has the face and the personality of someone you loved while being a complete stranger at the same time. It fucking blows.
[ Between the bad pun and the remark about not seeing dead people walking around, Chloe can't help herself; she actually laughs. It's not some big bellied crack up, but more of a chuckle than she's given in weeks. She covers her mouth to try and reign it in, before dropping her hand with a small sigh. ]
God, this place is so fucked up. [ She pauses, going to take a seat in one of the metal chairs by the wall. ]
... You know Eddie forgot me when we first showed up here? Sodder was nice enough to put him in one of those fucked up vein cocoons for a little bit and give him back all his memories, but the first time we talked, he looked at me like I was a complete stranger. I didn't think there was anything that could hurt as bad as that. [ She purses her lips as she ducks her head, like it'll somehow successfully hide how badly she's fighting crying. ] Didn't mean it as a fucking challenge to prove me wrong, but I guess this place takes everything that way.
[That laugh, small as it is, does bring a tiny smile to Louis' face. Good. He's glad he managed to do that for her if nothing else. It was important, to be able to still laugh- it was the best defence against the horrors of the world, he found.]
Yuuuup. I think fucked-uppedness is just part of the theme at this point.
[He moves to sit next to her, stilling to listen to what she has to say.]
Shit, I did not know that. I didn't even know it was a thing that could happen here. I mean... yeah I get the cocoon bit but that? The fuck is the point of that if only to make people miser-oh no never mind, that's why.
[Sodder, why do you have to be like this? He sighs, reaching over to give her shoulder a brief, solid squeeze. ]
It's super not fucking fair and I'm sorry you got put through the wringer on that one. That's just... so, so shitty.
[ She nods, not shrugging away the touch of comfort, and finally goes to lean to put her head on his shoulder instead. ]
It happens a lot. Eddie's the only one who's ever gotten his memories back, though. The rest stay strangers. I don't know why he was different. He thinks that the universe is incapable of tearing us apart or some shit. But the universe seems to do nothing but tear Max and I apart.
[He doesn't mind the leaning at all, heaving out a soft huff.]
Yeah, I've seen that happen- the staying strangers thing- way more times than I can count. Every time you think you can deal with it, it happens again and you get your feelings stomped on all over.
[But she has a point. It's not even an at-home thing. It's everywhere that tears her apart all the time.]
The universe owes you a fucking fuckton of happiness for what it's done to you at this point.
God, yeah that's the worst fucking part. I guess that's why you need to make today count.
[Which has always been his ethos. When you come from a place where you can die at any time, you learn to appreciate the here and now. Before the inevitable happens.]
Awww, come on, it's not the worst thing. Let me be your happiness guru for a while, I can bring you some primo happiness that is not in any way a trap.
[ She lifts her head again, and then deciding that there is a lighter conversation that maybe might actually take her mind off things, she goes to punch his arm. ]
Speaking of happiness, were you ever gonna tell me about Peter and Luna? Or was I supposed to just find that shit out all on my own?
[He laughs, letting out a faux-offended noise, rubbing his arm. He can see the change of subject for what it is though, and happily continues onwards. ]
Owwwww, and I know right. They're like tiny baby deer, you can't make too much noise or they scatter... or is that cockroaches? Eh, either way, they are adorable and awkward af the same time. It's taken me forever to get them together.
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cawaii
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two weeks ago? give or take
ran into her outside the pet shop
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chlo why does this feel like it has a big looming but over it?
it- it is a good thing she's back
right?
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she doesn’t remember anything
like not even shit that happens with us back home
or in wonderland
or anything
someone thinks she might start to regain memories bc she looks like the same as when she left here but i’m not holding my breath
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oh shit
oh chlo i'm so fucking sorry
that's the biggest steaming pile of bullshit ever
where you at?
i'm coming to you
don't argue because if you don't tell me i'm just gonna come anyway
and probably get lost in the snow
so don't think there's an actual option for my company right now
there is not
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i'm at my garage
>action
great thanks
hang fire i'm on my way
[And he's going to be running his way over- she better prepare herself for primo hugs because as soon as he gets there, he's pulling her into one, like it or not.]
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If you start crying or something, I'm sending you back into the snow.
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I'll resist the urge but no promises. [He does release her, but keeps a hand on her arm- not constrictive, but supportive. ] Shit, Chlo. I'm sorry.
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It's whatever, I guess. I knew it might happen. It would've been better if she'd just gotten to stay home.
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[He's not going to lie and say it's not the case. He's been on the receiving end of this too and it sucks a lot. ]
Then at least you wouldn't have had a truckload of salt being poured into this wound all over again.
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Ugh. Sodder's probably just pissed off I called her out on being uncreative and stealing most of her plot line from Silent Hill and Stephen King.
[ Yes, clearly. That's gotta be the answer. She runs her hands through her hair. ]
It's not like people haven't shown up without memories before. I should be fucking used to this.
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Yuuup that's exactly it. You hurt a preteen's pride and now you're paying the... price.
[Louis no. Don't.]
I know, but it still hurts like hell when it's someone you're really close to. It's worse than someone dying because at least then you don't see them walking around all the time. [...] My world notwithstanding. You end up with this person who has the face and the personality of someone you loved while being a complete stranger at the same time. It fucking blows.
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God, this place is so fucked up. [ She pauses, going to take a seat in one of the metal chairs by the wall. ]
... You know Eddie forgot me when we first showed up here? Sodder was nice enough to put him in one of those fucked up vein cocoons for a little bit and give him back all his memories, but the first time we talked, he looked at me like I was a complete stranger. I didn't think there was anything that could hurt as bad as that. [ She purses her lips as she ducks her head, like it'll somehow successfully hide how badly she's fighting crying. ] Didn't mean it as a fucking challenge to prove me wrong, but I guess this place takes everything that way.
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Yuuuup. I think fucked-uppedness is just part of the theme at this point.
[He moves to sit next to her, stilling to listen to what she has to say.]
Shit, I did not know that. I didn't even know it was a thing that could happen here. I mean... yeah I get the cocoon bit but that? The fuck is the point of that if only to make people miser-oh no never mind, that's why.
[Sodder, why do you have to be like this? He sighs, reaching over to give her shoulder a brief, solid squeeze. ]
It's super not fucking fair and I'm sorry you got put through the wringer on that one. That's just... so, so shitty.
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It happens a lot. Eddie's the only one who's ever gotten his memories back, though. The rest stay strangers. I don't know why he was different. He thinks that the universe is incapable of tearing us apart or some shit. But the universe seems to do nothing but tear Max and I apart.
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Yeah, I've seen that happen- the staying strangers thing- way more times than I can count. Every time you think you can deal with it, it happens again and you get your feelings stomped on all over.
[But she has a point. It's not even an at-home thing. It's everywhere that tears her apart all the time.]
The universe owes you a fucking fuckton of happiness for what it's done to you at this point.
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[ It was terrifying, actually. All she had going for her was people remembering her and this place couldn't even afford her that. ]
I'll take just like. Moderately content at this point. Happiness feels like a trap these days.
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[Which has always been his ethos. When you come from a place where you can die at any time, you learn to appreciate the here and now. Before the inevitable happens.]
Awww, come on, it's not the worst thing. Let me be your happiness guru for a while, I can bring you some primo happiness that is not in any way a trap.
drugs cw
[ Chloe, pot does not make you happy, stop. ]
drugs cw
Not my brand of happiness, no.
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[ She lifts her head again, and then deciding that there is a lighter conversation that maybe might actually take her mind off things, she goes to punch his arm. ]
Speaking of happiness, were you ever gonna tell me about Peter and Luna? Or was I supposed to just find that shit out all on my own?
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Owwwww, and I know right. They're like tiny baby deer, you can't make too much noise or they scatter... or is that cockroaches? Eh, either way, they are adorable and awkward af the same time. It's taken me forever to get them together.