[10.1] Distance

Apr 28, 2008 22:37

They don't talk much anymore. He works, she reads, he works, she works, he talks, she doesn't, he watches and she pretends to sleep. His time is spent with family, the dearly departed that won't fucking leave, and she spends her time talking to demons whom she doesn't trust but she'll work with for the greater good ( Read more... )

[prompt] april, [verse] terminal city, [entry] narrative, [community] couples_therapy

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smart_alec494 April 29 2008, 03:13:36 UTC
I'm sorry. I think, somehow, in an effort to do things right I've cocked it up.

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ourslutty_yoda April 29 2008, 03:17:14 UTC
Inevitably.

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smart_alec494 April 29 2008, 03:19:04 UTC
Is that because I'm me, because I'm a guy or because the situation is intractable?

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ourslutty_yoda April 29 2008, 03:31:24 UTC
All of the above.

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