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[She wasn't the only one who was doing a lot of thinking, it wasn't like the party wasn't the only thing on his mind. He felt horrible for doing that to her, and he really did want to talk to her about it since... the feelings are there and all.

He leaves and heads into the library a few minutes as said, unfortunately he forgot to ask her where she'd be hanging out at. Because of this, it actually did take him a few more minutes than planned to find her, but when he finally did he was quick to joining her in a chair nearby. ]

Hey.

[Right now, talking about this was probably the last thing Marceline really wanted to do, but it was better off happening. They couldn't pussy foot around the subject forever and she knew that it wouldn't be something they could just ignore. She looks up when he approaches her, reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear with a small sigh.]

Hey.

[But they were here, together. In this place. Just for the talking, and Eridan knew he couldn't just run away from the talking and stuff, it was going to happen before it drew on and things got more awkward and complicated and ugh.

He shoves his hands in his pockets, leaning back a hair in the seat.]

Can I speak before you do, or... do you want to go first?

You can go first. But I swear to Merlin if you apologize one more time, I'm kicking you in the shin.

[And she really would. She didn't like it when he was a self-depreciating mess, and for this talk that couldn't happen. She needed to hear him speak before voicing her own thoughts, and she crossed one leg over the other, leaning back and waiting.]

[And his face lit up a bit to that, because oh goodness did she read him way too well.]

Alright, alright... Prepare to kick me in the shins but not because I'm sorry for the party itself, but how disrespectful that was of me, because I know it was a bad time an' all, and I should be one well, take an amazin' friendship like ours and try to one up it in a way I shouldn't hawe.

That's all I'm sayin', I'm not goin' to go into this fit of how sorry I am an' all of that sorry bullshit that I know that you're tired of hearin'.

[He pauses for a moment, looking up and sighing deeply.]

Also I'm newer drinkin' alcohol again I'we decided this already.

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.

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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.

[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.]

[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.]

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

So we're good?

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