[there's silence from him too, at first, while he processes that, but--]
Mm... good people are too boring, I guess? Foxy already let me down easy anyway.
[it's too flippant an answer to be his real one, though. he's just putting his thoughts together a bit more.]
I think you're less of a disaster than you think you are. Yeah, you fucked up when you broke it off, I'm not gonna say you didn't, but... you've still been around for me, you know? You pick up when I call you at ass o'clock in the middle of the night drunk, you keep my secrets, you listen to my issues...
And it's not like I'm not fucked up, either. It's just... fuck, they're not you. That's all it comes down to. They won't sneak in my window to make breakfast or paintbomb a professor who was a dick to me or go out in the middle of the night to do stupid shit together. I don't want them to do it, anyway.
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Mm... good people are too boring, I guess? Foxy already let me down easy anyway.
[it's too flippant an answer to be his real one, though. he's just putting his thoughts together a bit more.]
I think you're less of a disaster than you think you are. Yeah, you fucked up when you broke it off, I'm not gonna say you didn't, but... you've still been around for me, you know? You pick up when I call you at ass o'clock in the middle of the night drunk, you keep my secrets, you listen to my issues...
And it's not like I'm not fucked up, either. It's just... fuck, they're not you. That's all it comes down to. They won't sneak in my window to make breakfast or paintbomb a professor who was a dick to me or go out in the middle of the night to do stupid shit together. I don't want them to do it, anyway.