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[winestains]

I'm too gay for this. And I'm afraid we're not talking happy.

...I guess I've dealt with worse. Not very well, mind you.

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[be_my_me]

*because Shakespeare makes everything better and this bit fits entirely too well...* "Let me confess that we two must be twain,
Although our undivided loves are one;
So shall those blots that do with me remain,
Without thy help, by me be borne alone.
In our two loves there is but one respect,
Though in our lives a separable spite,
Which though it alter not love's sole effect,
Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight..." *trails off and sighs* If thou would'st see me not, I would remain hid.

[truant_horatio]

*Horatio is overcoming his guilt masterfully!* Sir, what ist with you?

[winestains]

*laughs, a little, at himself* Oh, hey, Horatio.

[truant_horatio]

*offers a teacup (it's peppermint-chocolate)--don't be silly, Horatio always has tea*

[winestains]

*takes it very gratefully* I'm having a melodrama sort of day.

[nursegavin]

*and here's a wry, sympathetic look* You too, huh?

[winestains]

Unfortunately. *close to humourless* But at least I can say I have my first girlfriend.

[nursegavin]

I guess this is one of those things where it takes getting used to, but you desperately hope you won't have time to get used to it.

[winestains]

Exactly. How are you guys doing?