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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

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[unbr8kable]

He was positive it was D.va, trying to prank him. Pretty believable, right? ...Just didn't expect...that big of a prank.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Trying to make light of things]

Yes. I saw.

...

The spelling was to good to be D.Va's.

[unbr8kable]

...I didn't check. When you assume, huh.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

...

You blame yourself, don't you?

[unbr8kable]

...At least one of us should've thought to take some care, and it sure wasn't going to be him.

Next time--kinda tired of hoping for better 'next times,' I guess.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

This place is meant to wear you down.

[Not that that is much of a comfort, but...]

[unbr8kable]

Yeah, well...it's doing a good job.

[Hunching up a bit]

...There anything else you need right now?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

No.




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Thanks for stopping by.

[unbr8kable]

[Nods; begins to say something, but ultimately just shoves her hands into her pockets]

...See ya 'round, I guess.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

If this place ever calms the fuck down, we should get drinks on the roof again.

And not talk about work.

[unbr8kable]

[Just stares at him for a few beats, then huffs out something like a laugh]

...Hopefully it'll go better than last time. But sure, yeah, we could give it a shot.