[He pats her back, somewhat awkwardly. He is not the best at hugs at all, even if he wasn't missing an arm. She's right, of course, he hates this. It hurts more than he thought it would. It's like the pain of losing Woody again- except this time it wasn't Gren pushing him away, fate had done that for him.]
Yeah. Well. It fuckin' sucks, but there's sweet F-A we can do about it, other than gettin' fucking wasted.
[ Juliet nods against him, finally pulling away and taking a deep breath. This is going to be more difficult than she ever imagined, but she also knew in her heart that it couldn't be avoided. All relationships had a risk of breaking, whether or not it was in Wonderland. But for Juliet, at least, taking the risk had always been worth it. ]
Come on. [ She pats her cheeks dry before she musters a smile. ] Let's go get so intoxicated we can't see straight.
[ That's about as empathetically angry as she can be, and even though she doesn't exactly share Gren's fondness for colorful language, she still feels like she has every right to be mad, and sad. And hopefully really drunk soon.
She points to the door, her mouth set in a straight line as she commands him. ]
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Yeah. Well. It fuckin' sucks, but there's sweet F-A we can do about it, other than gettin' fucking wasted.
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Come on. [ She pats her cheeks dry before she musters a smile. ] Let's go get so intoxicated we can't see straight.
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That's more like it. Let's just get fuckin' wasted and say fuck this place.
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[ That's about as empathetically angry as she can be, and even though she doesn't exactly share Gren's fondness for colorful language, she still feels like she has every right to be mad, and sad. And hopefully really drunk soon.
She points to the door, her mouth set in a straight line as she commands him. ]
Let's go.
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[He throws her a wry smirk, never change, Juliet. You're like the Angriest Kitten. Still, he gives a lazy salute, heading out.]
Yeah, let's fuckin' go.