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[petcromancer]

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[cryptsleeper]

I'm really not. Walking in the Wilde for hours on end is hardly a work out.

[petcromancer]

try walking yourself off a cliff. i hear it's great for your cardiovascular health.

[cryptsleeper]

Science says that's a fucking stupid thing to do.

[petcromancer]

run a few trials just to be safe.

[cryptsleeper]

In your dreams, Hector.

[petcromancer]

bold of you to assume i'd dream about you.

[cryptsleeper]

Mm. How have you been sleeping lately, Hector?

[petcromancer]

what's sleep?

[cryptsleeper]

Are you being an asshole or have you actually not slept?

[petcromancer]

yes.

I was able to sleep with Everett, but not by myself.

[cryptsleeper]

...That'll be a while yet, probably. Trevor was like that last year.

[petcromancer]

he never talked to me about it.

[But then again, it's not like Trevor stayed over with him, so it has never come up.]

even for all this, it's still a better place than wallachia.

[cryptsleeper]

He may still not wish to.

[There's a pause. And....]

I suppose in most ways.

Do you need groceries?

[petcromancer]

no. fuck off, Adrian. I don't need pity from you.

[cryptsleeper]

It was a genuine offer, but very well. I'll leave you be.
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