[ oh no. no, no, what? this isn't how their arguments usually go!
ouch. oh, fuck.
oh fuck, what has he done?
he doesn't answer for a while. ]
WAIT HOLD THE FUCK UP OK. I MEAN IT'S NOT LIKE YOU WERE PRANCING AROUND SCREECHING ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS FOR ME EITHER. OR ABOUT OUR OUR THING. OR ANYTHING OF THE FUCKING SORT FOR THAT MATTER. YOU WERE JUST AS CAGEY AND EVASIVE AS I WAS, SO DON'T EVEN TRY TO PULL THAT ONE ON ME. I'M NOT EMBARRASSED BY YOU, YOU FROND FONDLING MORON. AND YOU WOULD KNOW THAT IF YOU KNEW ME AT ALL. WHAT DO YOU EVEN WANT FROM ME, DO YOU WANT ME TO PAINT MYSELF RED AND THRASH AROUND VOCIFERATING ABOUT THE COLOR OF MY SENTIMENTS IN SOME KIND OF HIDEOUS PUBLIC SHAME GATHERING?
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ouch. oh, fuck.
oh fuck, what has he done?
he doesn't answer for a while. ]
WAIT
HOLD THE FUCK UP OK.
I MEAN IT'S NOT LIKE YOU WERE PRANCING AROUND SCREECHING ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS FOR ME EITHER.
OR ABOUT OUR
OUR THING.
OR ANYTHING OF THE FUCKING SORT FOR THAT MATTER.
YOU WERE JUST AS CAGEY AND EVASIVE AS I WAS, SO DON'T EVEN TRY TO PULL THAT ONE ON ME.
I'M NOT EMBARRASSED BY YOU, YOU FROND FONDLING MORON.
AND YOU WOULD KNOW THAT IF YOU KNEW ME AT ALL.
WHAT DO YOU EVEN WANT FROM ME, DO YOU WANT ME TO PAINT MYSELF RED AND THRASH AROUND VOCIFERATING ABOUT THE COLOR OF MY SENTIMENTS IN SOME KIND OF HIDEOUS PUBLIC SHAME GATHERING?