[Since . . . Hunter seems safe, maybe Beau is feeling a little better today. Going to find her! Armed with snacks, since. He feels a little guilty about attacking her ankle yesterday.]
[ she is doing much better! he can find her hobbling down the hall towards her room, but when she sees him, she can manage a small smile for him. she still looks tired, but her hair is brushed now! ]
Boss. [ she greets him. ]
me: innocently tags. you: flying out of nowhere to attack me
[Hi????? He actually. Smiles. At being called Boss. Jesus Christ. Sure he's . . . probably being gently teased, but. Moving to walk beside her - putting a hand on her arm to steady her.]
[Yeah. He's coming in. And also making sure the door is closed? Jesus christ. Pacing in a little circle for another full minute, rubbing at his temples.]
I don't think he's ever overthought anything in his life. [Stupid!!!! He is so stupid. Putting a hand to his mouth, like . . . he thinks that is pretty hot. This is really bad? Please help.] Hence why I have to do it.
It isn't as if we've spoken about it. It just keeps happening.
He was [uuuuuuuuh] . . . standing there. In an irritating way. It was the week everyone's emotions were out of control. He thought it was a trick to distract him in a fight.
[Finally leaning against something instead of walking in little tiny circles like a crazy person.]
Then again, after the trial. I don't know-- it was impulsive.
W2 - POST EXECUTION
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Boss. [ she greets him. ]
me: innocently tags. you: flying out of nowhere to attack me
[Hi????? He actually. Smiles. At being called Boss. Jesus Christ. Sure he's . . . probably being gently teased, but. Moving to walk beside her - putting a hand on her arm to steady her.]
You seem better.
me, cackling from my gremlin corner
Better than I was, yeah. You good?
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[He cuts himself off abruptly.]
It's good. To see that there's something that can be done.
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Yeah. It is. It won't last, but I'm gonna be optimistic for at least a day. [ a pause. ] You sure you're good?
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I'm fine.
[Then, like, a fullass minute later.]
Galo.
[He does not follow up.]
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Galo? What'd he do this time?
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We kissed again.
[WHEN WAS THE FIRST TIME.]
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-- again? [ she's been watching him from the bed this whole time but when he says it, she slaps her hands on the mattress. ] You guys kissed?!
Holy shit, good for you.
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It was-- I don't know. I don't know if it's a good idea. We . . . are connected, in some way, but someone is going to get hurt.
[Pinching the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes.]
He listened. When he needed to.
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That's always how it's gonna be, Lio. [ she says, stretching slightly. ] There's always a chance someone's gonna get hurt.
Sometimes it's kind of nice to just have a connection and not overthink it, you know? But. I get it.
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It isn't as if we've spoken about it. It just keeps happening.
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Maybe you could take a page out of his book. [ sniff. ] It just keeps happening like - does he kiss you? Or did you start it?
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[please laugh he deserves it. Pacing harder!!!]
Me. No-- Him. [Ugh.] Me, I suppose, but he was goading me.
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Yeah? Like how? Did he go, what are you, chicken? [ give!! the deetz!! ]
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[Finally leaning against something instead of walking in little tiny circles like a crazy person.]
Then again, after the trial. I don't know-- it was impulsive.
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Did you enjoy it?
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If I didn't, would I keep doing it?
[Hm.]
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[ she tilts her head at him. ] Right? He likes you a lot.
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[lio, you dipshit, he like straight up said it to your face. is this middle school. lio is certainly hanging on the answer.]
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He didn't mean it like that.
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I thought he was just . . . [waving a hand.] Horny.
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