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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Splashback77:
7/3/2017 6:52:19 PM
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"It's the worst. Except when they never knew you loved them," Mark agreed.
He requested another shot, and drank it.
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I still get that. Many men have felt that way about me. But, hey, this gives you a reason to keep fighting. So she can see your worth.
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"That's the problem. I never have the chance. And when I do, I chicken out..." he admitted. He drank more shots.
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Yes, but you still have a chance
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"I don't," he slammed his metal face on the bar, "She's engaged to someone else."
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Oh... That changes it a little. Well I know how it feels to be friends with an engaged fella. My brother's been engaged a while
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"My point is... it's too late. And she's a really good friend of mine," Mark sighed. He asked for another drink and drank it down.
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Well, if she's a good friend, why don't you be open?
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Mark sighed, "It isn't easy...." He drank another shot.
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It never is, but you'll feel better. [spoiler]Trust me I know from experience[/spoiler]
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The Exo requested for three flasks, drinking each one. "You sure?"
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Yes. At the very least, she'll be flattered that such a good friend loves her so much
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Mark requested for another flask, and drank it. "Yeah... But again, she is engaged to someone else..."
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*She grabs his flask out of his hand before he can drink it* So? Would you rather have it eat you up inside, not having her know, or letting her know and see what happens
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Mark's systems shut down, due to the amount of alcohol consumed. His orange eyes powered off.
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*She sighs, taking the Exo and dragging it behind her*
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The Hunter's Ghost, Havoc, appeared, "Did he consume too much alcohol?"
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Edited by BrandRobKus: 6/14/2017 11:09:34 AMProbably had more shots than shots fired at him, I presume. You're his ghost correct?
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"Correct. I am his ghost," Havoc answered, "And no. He did not have that many shots."
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Yeah, but I try to keep the mood light, little one. You got anything that can make this guy any lighter for me?
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"Give me a few minutes," Havoc scanned Mark's body. After a few seconds the Exo stood up again. "Mark, no more drinks, no more letters," Havoc scolded. "Havoc," Mark pleaded.
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*Cyan can't help but chuckle* Look, I don't think that you have a liver, so I can't use [i]that[/i] reason, but passing out too much is not good. Especially for a machine that needs lubrication to work properly
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Mark seemed bothered by the fact that Havoc wouldn't let him write to his lost love. Well, it wasn't like he was going to send them, anyway.
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Well, Havoc, is it bad that he wants to write? I mean, what if he DOES send them?
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"He never does," Havoc replied, "Because of his insecurity."
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Well, it's probably best to make him feel better about doing it
