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[allisnotlost]

is this month ovver wwith yet
is it october first yet it still cannot be september
seriously

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[nomorals]

I'm not tired of it. I just think you're too hard on yourself. And that's a good decision.

[She leans forward in her seat after he's done, placing both hands in her lap as she stares down at the floor. She'll kick him later, as promised, but for now it was her turn to speak.]

I wasn't really ready for it, I'll admit that. I mean, I like you and all - yeah, maybe even love you - but I'm not ready for another relationship anytime soon.

[Marceline props her head on her upturned hand, sighing a little.]

I'm not sure when it will be either. I just know I want to get used to...this...before jumping headfirst into another one.

[wwhatevver]

Can you really blame me, though? It's only been a couple a weeks into the school year and all of this has already occurred.

[There's a slight groan from him, shaking his head gently.]

And I respect that, I really do. Honestly when I was talkin' to my dad at the end of summer I told him I was gonna focus on my studies. Ewen though, holy shit it's taken a turn for the opposite at the moment. [That earned a frustrated sigh, leaning his head back. ] Just remember that I'm still goin' to stick by you through all of that, y'know? I mean there's no way I'll drop our friendship for that.

[He quirks his eyebrow, removing a hand from his pocket to scratch his chin thoughtfully.]

I feel deja wu goin' on but I just... that's how I feel about that shit.

[nomorals]

[She smiles a little bit at him when he says that. It really means a lot to her that he's not going to be the kind of boy who'd try to blame her for what happened, but she knows Eridan and she knows he'd never do that anyway. Still, she had to wonder just how much compulsion she actually was using without knowing...she'd have to talk to Marshall about it later.

For now though, she slid from her seat and closed the distance between them, leaning in...

Before kicking him in the shin twice.

Hard.]

[wwhatevver]

[Oddly enough, if she was another person, he wouldn't have been so easy with this conversation. He watched her slide off from where she was planted, wondering what she was going to do whenever she was drawing closer to him--

Oh.

... And he was so expecting that. Ow. He's just going to attempt to chuckle a tiny bit and hold his shin.

Ow.]

[nomorals]

[After she's done, she sits on the arm rest of his chair, leaning against him.]

So we're good?