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Amos Burton ([personal profile] tumang) wrote2018-04-27 12:12 pm

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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-07-12 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ God damn it. Alex sighed.

He nearly just blurted out 'Prax wanted to make sure you were okay', but even with his lowered inhibitions, he couldn't do that. ]


I ain't tryin' to play games, Amos. I'm tryin' to make sure you're okay. Actually okay. Not your usual 'I don't give a damn in hell so I'm fine' type of okay, where regardless of what happens you just mark it off as shit that happens.

I know you ain't - I know you ain't had a good day.
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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-07-19 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Alex just looks at him. Really looks at him, for a long, considering moment.

But in the end he just lets out a breath and nods. ]


Alright.

[ There was only so much to say, but as far as he could tell, Amos did seem fine. He didn't seem happy, no, but he didn't seem overly upset.

Not that Alex was really sure he'd even know what that looked like.

But there was only so far that Alex was willing to push it. Just like everything he wanted to know about Amos' past - there was just a line he didn't cross. If Amos didn't want to tell him, he didn't want to tell him. End of.

He was relatively okay, and that was the important part. ]


We are all on edge. I just hope this damn music stops before one of us snaps.