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Phil Connors ([personal profile] 6am) wrote2021-10-04 08:45 pm
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6am: (One store)

[personal profile] 6am 2022-06-10 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
God you don't think I know that? [His tone is terse, annoyed.] I know I should have thought more about what Alfred was going through. I was just... so distracted by my boyfriend going through his own shit and I thought a beach vacation would help him. It doesn't excuse me for ignoring Alfred, I know, I should have checked up on him more than I did.

[He stares down at his drink. He never had to care for so many people in his life, and god it was so hard to balance all this.]
darlingdraculina: <user name="lesbionage"> ([PB] huh)

[personal profile] darlingdraculina 2022-06-10 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Wait-- so you have a boyfriend, already? Jeez, save some for the rest of us...

[She's laughing, but really, how serious is she?

Crossing her arms beneath her chest, she rests against the back of the stool, crossing her legs and tilting her head to regard him with a most skeptical look as she gives him another once (or twice) over. She punctuates that look with a roll of her eyes and sips on her drink. He doesn't get to win, but she does get to look. She gets it, Alfred, she does.]

Anyway, I-- yeah. He's. Not been great, with the vampire thing. So... he has talked with you about what happened t'him back home?
6am: (Too many years)

[personal profile] 6am 2022-06-11 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, it's not my fault I'm sexy as fuck.

[Phil doesn't seem to mind the insult, as he lets out a short laugh himself.]

A little I probably should have asked him more about what he went through but I didn't want to pressure him, you know? The boy's really sensitive.

[Which Seras is... probably well aware of.]
darlingdraculina: <user name="lesbionage"> ([PB] regretfully)

[personal profile] darlingdraculina 2022-06-11 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Oi, you can be sexy without being selfish, y'know. You're probably sitting on a whole hoard of boyfriends other people could have.

[Sarcastic, of course, but somehow she still sounds like she believes that could be true.]

No kidding.

[Sigh. She would never question the strength of Alfred's spirit, but he'd been broken down too many times for her to believe it was in one piece at this rate... Her mind flashes back to him whipping around the room in a mist, panicked out of his mind at the mention of her Master.]

He's... a little more fragile, these days, that's for sure. I can't blame you for not wanting to bother him about it. He's carrying a lot on his own... I'm sure he didn't tell you because he didn't want that weight on your shoulders.

[It was one of the many things about herself that she saw in Alfred, of course. Not wanting to burden others with your pain. She's even trying to do that now, fighting back the urge to dump all of her mess on this near-complete stranger.

Besides, this meeting is supposed to be about Alfred, not her.]

But I'd think, since he's your boyfriend, you could probably get away with it. ...Bothering him about his problems, I mean.

[She sips her drink again and stares off down the length of the bar, the amusement draining from her expression. It hurts to acknowledge such a thing, to put that thought into the air. It makes it real when you say it out loud. She lost her chance a long time ago, and she was too blind to see it.

But at least Alfred isn't alone, without her. That's what she should be happy about, right?]
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