002 | text/fail-filtered to Catwoman just a few minutes before midnight

[maskurbates]

CW-

We need to talk.

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[permavideo; Private]

[meowminx]

I want this to be real, not some bullshit the Porter or whoever made you feel.

[ So bitter. ]

[permavideo; Private] possibly triggering

[maskurbates]

[Dejected, he raises the gun to his temple.]

It doesn't matter now.

[permavideo; Private]

[meowminx]

[ Now she's really staring, looking a bit startled. But she doesn't say a word. ]

[permavideo; Private]

[maskurbates]

[When the second hand on his watch reaches twelve, his nausea vanishes. All the guilt, all the despair, all the remorse--gone.

He feels comfortable again.

It had all been a bad trip. A hallucination. Probably the after effects of Scarecrow's Thanksgiving extravaganza. It's possible, isn't? Has to be, he thinks, the way he was going on like a lunatic about actually being sorry for everything. And in front of CW, no less.

Fucking pathetic.

With the gun still to his temple, he pulls the trigger. The empty chamber resonates with a quiet click.

And Roman smiles.]

Sike.

[permavideo; Private]

[meowminx]

[ She doesn't flinch at the expected shot. But her eyes narrow a bit when he speaks. ]

Funny.

[permavideo; Private]

[maskurbates]

[He carelessly tosses the gun to the table and moves his hand to scratch behind the cat's ears.]

Well, now that that shit's all done with, we can get on with our lives.

[permavideo; Private]

[meowminx]

[ She stares a moment longer before disconnecting. ]