[It doesn't sound like he's headed to some awful near-death experience or anything, at least.
It would be easier if Juliet did go off the rails with this. That kind of thing he can deal with. Teary-eyed meltdowns are not his forte at all. ]
It's now because Wonderland's a fuckin' spiteful piece of shit that ruins people's happiness. [He lets out a ragged sigh.] But you ain't alone. You got me, you got Misty. And, I dunno. We can go get really fuckin' drunk if you want?
[This is what Gren CAN offer. Alcohol and/or violence. The best ways to handle this problem, clearly. ]
[ She's doing her best not to cry too hard, mostly because that will just lead to panic and Juliet knows panicking is the last thing she wants to do in any situation. But she can't hold back the few tears that are streaming down her face now, her eyes glancing around the room as if she can somehow will it to look like Shawn's again.
But it doesn't. Juliet turns to look back at Gren, sniffing audibly. His assurance that she isn't alone means everything to her, particularly because she has never felt anymore alone--even since she arrived in Wonderland--than she does right now. ]
I wouldn't mind getting drunk. [ At least it's a better alternative than feeling sorry for herself. ] I could also use a hug.
[ She sniffs again, clearly waiting for him to offer. ]
[Oh jeez, there's tears and sniffing and she wants a fucking hug. He stares at the ceiling for a moment, as if perhaps some divine being will drop down and do the hugging for him. It doesn't happen though, so he lets out a grumbling sigh, opening his arm for her.]
Fine, you can have a fuckin' hug. If it'll make you feel better or shit.
[ She rushes over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her face into his shirt. Hugs absolutely always make her feel better, even if they don't fix everything. ]
Oh, God! [ She pulls back, staring up at him. ] Gren, I'm so sorry! You must be so upset. Shawn's your best friend.
[ She hugs him tightly again. At least she knows that she'll see Shawn again when she finally goes home. Gren doesn't even have that. ]
[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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Date: 2019-01-08 07:10 pm (UTC)[It doesn't sound like he's headed to some awful near-death experience or anything, at least.
It would be easier if Juliet did go off the rails with this. That kind of thing he can deal with. Teary-eyed meltdowns are not his forte at all. ]
It's now because Wonderland's a fuckin' spiteful piece of shit that ruins people's happiness. [He lets out a ragged sigh.] But you ain't alone. You got me, you got Misty. And, I dunno. We can go get really fuckin' drunk if you want?
[This is what Gren CAN offer. Alcohol and/or violence. The best ways to handle this problem, clearly. ]
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Date: 2019-01-08 08:33 pm (UTC)But it doesn't. Juliet turns to look back at Gren, sniffing audibly. His assurance that she isn't alone means everything to her, particularly because she has never felt anymore alone--even since she arrived in Wonderland--than she does right now. ]
I wouldn't mind getting drunk. [ At least it's a better alternative than feeling sorry for herself. ] I could also use a hug.
[ She sniffs again, clearly waiting for him to offer. ]
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Date: 2019-01-09 10:02 pm (UTC)Fine, you can have a fuckin' hug. If it'll make you feel better or shit.
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Date: 2019-01-11 12:42 am (UTC)Oh, God! [ She pulls back, staring up at him. ] Gren, I'm so sorry! You must be so upset. Shawn's your best friend.
[ She hugs him tightly again. At least she knows that she'll see Shawn again when she finally goes home. Gren doesn't even have that. ]
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Date: 2019-01-11 09:25 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2019-01-12 06:05 am (UTC)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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Date: 2019-01-12 09:43 pm (UTC)That's more like it. Let's just get fuckin' wasted and say fuck this place.
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Date: 2019-01-21 02:23 am (UTC)[ 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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Date: 2019-01-21 09:19 pm (UTC)[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.