( mssg » blaine | sent ) You aren’t being harsh. I’m bulletproof, Blaine. You know that. I can handle anything… Except if it were to come to the point that I’d never be able to talk to you again. I’ll do everything to gain your trust back. I just want to show you who I really am. I would regret it forever if you only saw my dark side. ( mssg »blaine | sent ) I’ll say more when I get there, I’d rather talk about it in person too. I can finally get out of this bar. I really didn’t want to go home just yet. My father has been on an angry streak lately. Are you sure you don’t want me to bring anything? Do you need any Ibuprofen? Are you hungry?
( mssg » sebastian | sent ) Bulletproof. Right. How’d I forget? I started to think I was getting past those protective layers you hide yourself behind. i think that’s what hurts the most. That doubt I have that maybe I was wrong. I hate that it’s THere. I hate that we are reduced to this conversation when it’s the last thing I would have expected. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) don’t answer that. We’re supposed to be talking about this when you get here. Sorry. I’m just awake and this hurts and I’m rambling. Can fingers ramble? i’m doing the finger version of rambling. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) You don’t have to go home to that. You can come here and stay as long as you need to. I’m not going to send you home to that mess. got stronger stuff and my mom keeps a massive container of Advil in the house. Coffee? coffee would be gReat. I’m always drowsy with the medication and I don’t want to be out of it your entire visit. Thank you.
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