Heh... this one time, I can't count this shit as a bad thing, I guess.
[Lord though, he gives his neck an awkward rub, staring at the ceiling instead of Phoenix. That was not the worst memory he could have shared but still. He can tell it's gonna be one of the more personal ones]
Well, uh. Don't commit it to memory or anything. It's not like I've thought of that shit in forever.
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[ sometimes it just takes murder camps to draw it out. ]
Then again, there's some kind of magic involved with these, so I couldn't tell you how any of it works.
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[Lord though, he gives his neck an awkward rub, staring at the ceiling instead of Phoenix. That was not the worst memory he could have shared but still. He can tell it's gonna be one of the more personal ones]
Well, uh. Don't commit it to memory or anything. It's not like I've thought of that shit in forever.
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Small blessings, I suppose.
[ these conversations always get so personal.... phoenix isn't sure whether to leave it alone or keeping talking about it. ]
You were a pretty cute kid, though. And I think she'd be really happy with the kinds of meals you're making..... even for old bums like me.