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[stupidloser]

[after getting over his "i can't believe i just said that and now i need to crawl into a hole and die" mood, stupid loser standing alone in the middle of some park. he left campus and just... kept walking until he decided to stop.

he pulls out his phone and his thumb does hesitate over fitz's name for a moment, but...]

Hey.

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[stupidloser]

[he got something way too sweet because he is a loser]

[bighouses]

[makes a scrunchy face but it's halfhearted, doesn't even complain.]

Thank you.

[stupidloser]

Don't mention it.

[bighouses]

... So, what are you going to do?

[puts her cup down slowly, then gets her phone out.]

[stupidloser]

About what?

[bighouses]

When my brother comes to get me.

[stupidloser]

What.

[bighouses]

I can't walk back, so obviously he has to come.

[stupidloser]

[NO NOT OBVIOUSLY]

I'll take you back.

[bighouses]

To my room? Inappropriate.

[stupidloser]

It sounds better than getting beat up.

[bighouses]

Maybe he'll bring the girl.

[stupidloser]

As if I'd get that lucky.

[bighouses]

[...sends the text, which for the record reads:]

at Joni's. Come get me. bring The Girl.

[stupidloser]

Did you just text him anyway?

[bighouses]

Yes.

[stupidloser]

Maybe I should just leave.

[bighouses]

It isn't like you wanted to stay anyway.

[stupidloser]

That's not—

I value my limbs being the way they are. You know, not broken.

[bighouses]

As if he'd prioritise beating you up.

[stupidloser]

... I guess that's true.

[bighouses]

[rubs her eyes, then rests her head in her hand for a bit.]

You can go if you want.

[stupidloser]

... I don't want to.

[bighouses]

... I asked him to bring her.

[stupidloser]

... This should go well, then.

[probably not really]