the eighth jack | video

[faultlesscon]

[OH HEY it's Alex F. He's in the cafeteria, laying down on one of the empty tables, looking slightly scuffled as if he's been thrown around a bit. Holding the 'berry up, he looks rather unamused, unaffected by the week. Raising an eyebrow, he turns onto his stomach and clicks his tongue, takes in a breath.I know I'm bound to get scolded for this,

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[redripoff]

Some screening process you have.

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[faultlesscon]

You're one to talk.

This week fine for you?

[redripoff]

Fine as ever. [These boys. Such friends.] What do you mean, I'm one to talk?

[faultlesscon]

If you have to ask, I'm not going to explain. Just think on it.

[redripoff]

[BIG. SIGH.] Look, just--don't get your ass kicked, Alex.

[faultlesscon]

I'm not stupid, Tim.

[Just really disturbed.] I won't be heading back to the floor covered in blood.

[redripoff]

No, you're just really disturbed. What are you getting at with this anyway?

[faultlesscon]

Why does it matter? You make it sound like I've malicious intent behind everything I do.

[redripoff]

That's not my point.

[faultlesscon]

What is your point, then?

[redripoff]

My point is that I'm concerned you're charging into dangerous behavior for the wrong reasons.

[faultlesscon]

[Mild staring.]

You. Worried about my well-being?

[redripoff]

Alex, of course.

[faultlesscon]

Excuse me for thinking you saw me as less, Tim, but you haven't exactly left me on good notes.

[redripoff]

Sorry, princess. What notes did I leave you with, exactly?

I think he's winning him over

[faultlesscon]

Tch. Nevermind, then.

I suppose this week's had its up and downs for you?