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[barelyjoyous]

[it's late o'clock and some jackass is throwing various pieces of cutlery into a wall of the living area, whistling a jaunty tune.]

Comments

[breathefire]

I'm more used to boys getting angry when I say no is all.

[barelyjoyous]

You laugh at all the boys?

[breathefire]

They're not usually as wittily charming as you, so no.

[barelyjoyous]

Certainly they wouldn't be. I'm one of a kind.

[breathefire]

I've got no doubt of that.

[barelyjoyous]

So, why not?

[breathefire]

I'm not really a touchy kind of guy.

[barelyjoyous]

Is that it?

[breathefire]

Yup.

[barelyjoyous]

You're all gonna die. Live a little.

[breathefire]

[sigh]

I don't think you get what I mean.

[barelyjoyous]

I'd get what you mean if you said what you mean.

[breathefire]

I mean that sometimes unfunny city boys used to come around my town during the holy days and when I told them no they didn't take it so well that they didn't take it all so I don't like being touched, is what I mean.

[barelyjoyous]

[pause]

Right then.

[breathefire]

Right.

[putting the pan in the oven.]

[barelyjoyous]

[whistles.]

[breathefire]

[putting stuff away.]

[barelyjoyous]

[watching you!]

[breathefire]

[ignoring again!]

[barelyjoyous]

[idly picks nose.]

[breathefire]

--nobody wants to see that.

[barelyjoyous]

Nobody's got to look.

[breathefire]

Your face is in my range of view, I can't help it.

[barelyjoyous]

Close your eyes, boyo.

[breathefire]

I can't do this with my eyes closed.