i'm offering. i'll bring some by. we can hang together if you like you actually helped me quite a bit in my first few months. i know i didn't talk about it really but. when we first started working out together it has only been a couple of months since it happened to me. that really gave me something to focus on and stop my head from just reeling so if i can help you now, i'd like to.
Sure. Thanks bro I'm crashing in my office at the scratch rn, with moose. Or I guess I should say indefinitely
And I'm glad to hear it If there's anything I'm good at it's knowin how to clear my head with a good workout. Lol And sharing my knowledge with the masses ;)
I don't know how I feel tho. Probably goes without sayin that we're taking some space atm.
[ Reggie's leaning on his desk eating lunch -- one of the small plates from the bar -- standing up, Moose snoozing on the floor by his feet. He sets his plate on the desk when Nate appears and quickly dabs his face with a napkin. ]
No worries, bro, I hear ya-- that stupid border's given me plenty of grief, too.
[ He rolls his eyes in a commiserating way, then offers his plate over. ]
What do they do? [ Reggie plucks up one of the joints curiously, turning it over between his fingers, examining it in the air. ] Like, same ballpark at least, I take it...? Except stronger, made of magic, all that good stuff?
[ Grinning a little, he begins lining the joints up across his desktop according to size, picking up each one and investigating it much the same way he'd done with the first, even though he has no real way to tell much of anything about them just by eye.
Still, it's a relief to have them, and that Nate is here as well, because Reggie could really stand to take a load off.
He looks back over at Nate, eyebrows bumping upward. ]
Well, y'know-- [ With a half-shrug and a smirk. ] Been worse.
[ Half-muttered, almost just to himself. Uppers, thank god-- his favorite. Not that he expected anything less of Nate, of course. That Nate just gets it was never in question.
Reggie holds the joint out to be lit, taking a slow and pleasant drag from it almost immediately. Sweet but not cloying, not at all like smoking perfume or anything, despite that always being how Reggie imagines "floral" to smell or taste. ]
Good stuff. [ He blows smoke out from between his lips, grinning over at Nate again. ] Now that is what I'm talkin' about.
[ As he takes another leisurely drag, Reggie doesn't give off any appearance of hesitation, or a need to think slowly through the question, though he is thinking even as he takes his sweet time with the joint, letting his eyes drop closed with ease as he blows out another concentrated jet of smoke.
Then, opening his eyes again, he looks back at Nate and nods, shrugs, like it's the easiest decision he's ever made. ]
Yeah, I mean, why wouldn't it be? [ (Don't answer that.) ] If she tries to just start fucking up her life now, don't let her.
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Well, I'll take some of those drugs if you're offerin
TBH the hardest part is gonna be figuring things out with Alina.
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you actually helped me quite a bit in my first few months. i know i didn't talk about it really but. when we first started working out together it has only been a couple of months since it happened to me. that really gave me something to focus on and stop my head from just reeling
so if i can help you now, i'd like to.
how are you feeling about her?
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I'm crashing in my office at the scratch rn, with moose. Or I guess I should say indefinitely
And I'm glad to hear it
If there's anything I'm good at it's knowin how to clear my head with a good workout. Lol
And sharing my knowledge with the masses ;)
I don't know how I feel tho.
Probably goes without sayin that we're taking some space atm.
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i have a spare room if you wanna crash here for a few nights
or like
there's always the old church too. i never changed anything about that apartment, i just covered all the furniture
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Yeah. I guess I hadn't thought of that.
I dunno
Gimme like, a night to think about it
Come by the office first tho, we can still hang.
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and like i could make the furniture look however you wanted, you know, if it were still hard.
i'll come by now, you just need to give me like a half hour ok?
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I dunno.
I just feel weird about going back there. Especially now... like this.
But no worries or hurry, bro. I'm not goin anywhere.
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insert obligatory "i hate having to go stand in a queue" rant here
i could make the place look like, completely different if you wanted
me and billy did it to my old place in the up.
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IDK
Disrespectful to his memory or something?
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i think he'd care a lot more about your comfort than he would about everything looking the same
and i think he'd want to know you still had somewhere to go when you needed it
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Like, I guess so
But still
Let me think about it some more first, ok?
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have you talked much to her since
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Not yet
Still dunno what to say.
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i don't think i would either.
how long is your contract for?
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listen i won't be long.
have you had anyone with you?
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I mean... well ok. Not very often. Or like probably ever, aside from this
But like it HAPPENED and now I just gotta live with it
(No pun intended)
What do you mean? Like, in my office?
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hang on, i'm only gonna be another 5 mins
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[ Now that he's in the Up, he can teleport to the Scratch. To save time, he sends himself directly into Reggie's office, and turns to look for him. ]
Hey. Sorry about that. The ongoing downside to being a felon.
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No worries, bro, I hear ya-- that stupid border's given me plenty of grief, too.
[ He rolls his eyes in a commiserating way, then offers his plate over. ]
Here, want a fish cake?
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Nah, I'm good. You eat, though. Here.
[ He takes a packet out of his pocket, and unrolls a selection of joints. ]
They're my strongest, so. Good for the rest of the day, I'd say. How are you, Reg?
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[ Grinning a little, he begins lining the joints up across his desktop according to size, picking up each one and investigating it much the same way he'd done with the first, even though he has no real way to tell much of anything about them just by eye.
Still, it's a relief to have them, and that Nate is here as well, because Reggie could really stand to take a load off.
He looks back over at Nate, eyebrows bumping upward. ]
Well, y'know-- [ With a half-shrug and a smirk. ] Been worse.
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[ Sometimes he mixes in other things, but for this, he put together his strongest euphoric mix and went with it. He shrugs. ]
It'll just taste floral. Here.
[ He conjures a little flame on the tip of his thumb, and holds it out. ]
Uh, Alina...she wanted to quit the Theatre. I wouldn't let her, it was pretty clear she was under the, uh. Influence, when it happened.
[ He sits back, watching Reggie. ]
Is that okay with you?
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[ Half-muttered, almost just to himself. Uppers, thank god-- his favorite. Not that he expected anything less of Nate, of course. That Nate just gets it was never in question.
Reggie holds the joint out to be lit, taking a slow and pleasant drag from it almost immediately. Sweet but not cloying, not at all like smoking perfume or anything, despite that always being how Reggie imagines "floral" to smell or taste. ]
Good stuff. [ He blows smoke out from between his lips, grinning over at Nate again. ] Now that is what I'm talkin' about.
[ As he takes another leisurely drag, Reggie doesn't give off any appearance of hesitation, or a need to think slowly through the question, though he is thinking even as he takes his sweet time with the joint, letting his eyes drop closed with ease as he blows out another concentrated jet of smoke.
Then, opening his eyes again, he looks back at Nate and nods, shrugs, like it's the easiest decision he's ever made. ]
Yeah, I mean, why wouldn't it be? [ (Don't answer that.) ] If she tries to just start fucking up her life now, don't let her.
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