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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 29, 2004 16:52:04 GMT -5
You're going to tell them that one of my personalities, a drug trafficker from Boston, had a heart attack when I least expected it, made me pass out and landed me in the hospital where him and a notorious drug user proceeded to have a battle of wits with him over the existance of said 'haht attack'. You're going to tell them that this argument was abruptly broken up by a murderer who wrote poetry in a past life and decided to wake me up where I promptly passed out again and spouted random nothings depending on who owned my body at the time. In a nutshell... that's what you're going to say?
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 29, 2004 17:20:46 GMT -5
I never said I was going to talk about last night I said I'm going to talk about this morning. To make a long story short. I had urgent business that needed attending too and I only came to check up on things.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 29, 2004 17:25:09 GMT -5
Oh... not about me at all? Well, that was unexpected.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 29, 2004 17:29:28 GMT -5
*sighs*
Would you rather have me tell them about you? Because I'd think you'd want to keep this underwraps.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 29, 2004 17:40:38 GMT -5
I would have thought it was fairly obvious by now. Course, if you want to give them the basic, 'Your teacher may or may not survive the school year because of the crazy gnomes that live in his head,' spiel, go right ahead. Who am I to stop you? I doubt it will let them sleep easier, but you never do know, do you?
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 29, 2004 21:03:46 GMT -5
I highly doubt that will make them sleep better at night. They have enough trouble with that as it is, and adding to that fact that theirs a multiple personality werewolf running around the castle won't ease their suffering.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 29, 2004 21:08:12 GMT -5
You're ashamed of me? Are you going to hide me in the broom closet until the school year ends where you can ship me off to St. Mungo's for professional care? Do you think Sheldon will let me be that long?
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 29, 2004 21:28:24 GMT -5
No! What ever gave you that idea? I can't belive you think I'm low enough to do that.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 29, 2004 21:33:26 GMT -5
Well, Viv, you could fool me. Call it fucking hormones or something or all these people tearing my head to pieces, but you could very well convince me otherwise. The children are officially afraid of me. the staff have no reason to trust me and you should have kicked me out a long time ago. I'm no Remus Lupin. I'm... I'm a ticking time bomb of fury!
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 29, 2004 21:45:11 GMT -5
*looks affronted*
Well, if that's the way you want fine. Leave.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 29, 2004 21:50:52 GMT -5
That's fucking rich, where the hell am I supposed to go? No one's going to take care of a psychotic werewolf. I don't know whether it's stupidity or something else that's keeping you from firing my ass, but whatever it is...
*swallows*
Fuck...
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 29, 2004 21:56:07 GMT -5
*anger disapates and she loks concerned*
What?
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 29, 2004 22:04:56 GMT -5
I should be grateful... but I haven't got it in me right now. I've got no emotion left. And he's cheering me on, saying go for the jugular, but I can't. I can't bite the hand that feeds me safe as I can't control him. I couldn't without feeling incredibly bad afterward. I... I'm sorry. I'll... I'll just shut up.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 30, 2004 16:37:24 GMT -5
*smiles in understanding and kisses him*
It's ok. I wouldn't want you to leave anyway.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 30, 2004 16:45:14 GMT -5
I wouldn't know why... I'm fucking trouble and you know it.
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