[ a sigh. she should have expected the inevitable shade here. this time, she actually looks somewhere other than the track, but it isn't at jack — it's at the ground. she'd been careless, and she knew she had been, but fiona had to deal with shit, too. as it stood, she was the oldest woman here — she felt obligated not to crack. alcohol was pretty good at postponing that. unfortunately, that came with the side effect of uselessness. ]
Felt pretty good at the time. Now, not as much. I figured you came here just to screw with me. [ "Don't you have to be stupid somewhere else?" "Not until murder." ] How do you feel about Rhys getting a few votes? Still attached at the hip — or, well, brain I guess — to him now that you've got your own fleshy prison?
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Date: 2016-06-22 06:24 pm (UTC)Felt pretty good at the time. Now, not as much. I figured you came here just to screw with me. [ "Don't you have to be stupid somewhere else?" "Not until murder." ] How do you feel about Rhys getting a few votes? Still attached at the hip — or, well, brain I guess — to him now that you've got your own fleshy prison?