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[abrightboy]

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[abrightboy]

I would never be my significant other’s therapist. That’s just a bad idea.

What sort of objectivity are you looking for? Did you know I talked him out of murdering Lestat? I barely had any blood left, but I talked to him about it and he promised me.

[cactusy]

Yeah?

[She arches an eyebrow, giving him a quick nod.]

Good.

[abrightboy]

Is that the kind of thing you're looking for?

[cactusy]

Yeah, actually, it is. Thanks.

[abrightboy]

Glad we cleared that up. Oh, and you should probably know he’s moved a few things into my cabin to make staying there whenever he wants convenient. Because he stays there a fair amount now.

[Overnight.

It’s a big deal for him okay. Nobody has ever wanted to.]

In case you’re looking for him or something. Please make sure to knock.

[He takes a drink of tea.]

Anything else?

[cactusy]

[She raises an eyebrow.]

Uh, I'm not... scandalized by that, if I'm supposed to be.

[abrightboy]

...By knocking?

[cactusy]

No, by making a big point of telling me that you stay together sometimes and you're having sex. That's what you were going for, right?

[abrightboy]

...Not in a scandalous way. I'm just really happy. More about the staying because nobody ever has. But I've been asking anyone who might come over to knock and that part is about the sex. But mostly to just save everyone from awkwardness. My loft is very open concept, so. It's pragmatism. How are you supposed to tell people to knock without seeming like you're rubbing their face in it? [The last is a genuine question.]

[cactusy]

Uh-- good question; I don't know. "Knock, please" works, I guess. But I don't really get jealous, so I can't say.

[abrightboy]

But that's what I said and you still got weird about it.

[cactusy]

I didn't feel weird, but I thought you were trying to weird me out, and that was weird.

[abrightboy]

Sure if I said it to someone who wasn't asking invasive personal questions already. I thought it was relevant.

[cactusy]

-- Yeah, okay, like that. Passive-aggressive like that. That's what I meant.

[abrightboy]

I thought it was matter-of-fact. Or do you dispute that not only were you doing that, but that’s what you came here for today?

[cactusy]

Yeah, I do dispute that, actually. Can you quit being an asshole now?

[abrightboy]

[He blinks at her with genuine surprise.]

I didn’t think I was. Anyway, we did really well for a bit, right? I’m going to go while it still feels like a victory.

[He gets up.]

You can always call me if you think of anything else.

[A peace offering.]

[cactusy]

For god's sake, Bright. You know what the craziest thing about you is? You're either totally clueless or you're a manipulative bastard, and I can't tell which it is. Which is it?

[abrightboy]

[He considers the question, but he looks noticeably less confident.]

...Are those the only choices?

[cactusy]

[Another pause as she thinks.]

Probably not. What other options were you thinking?

[abrightboy]

I only say what I really... think. Maybe that falls under clueless.

[cactusy]

Okay, but do you say it in a certain way on purpose?

[abrightboy]

[Malcolm shifts his weight uncomfortably.]

Can we call Will?

[cactusy]

Why...?

[abrightboy]

I don’t know the right answer to these questions and I don’t want to make it worse. His profile on me is very spot-on. He can tell you.