Mouse (to Vincent): Little brother, what time are we meeting for coffee?
Vincent (to Mouse): Already there, sweetie. I was up late last nite thinking (which was DREADFUL, BTW) & it's not fair of me 2 drag U in2 this. I can't always hid behind my big sister, U kno. ;} Waiting on the Creep now. Wish me luck!
Mouse (to Vincent): Good luck and thank you... I really didn't want to deal with him.
Vincent (to Mouse): I know. Being an adult blows, doesn't it? Oops. Creep spotted. Chat @ U soon. Love U!
Mouse (to Vincent): If you need me to rescue you from his devilish clutches, just give a holler. Love you too!
Vincent (to Mouse): Ur on speed dial. ;}
An hour or so later:
Eep (to Mouse): Hey. How are you holding up today? You seemed a little raw last night.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, sorry about that...
Eep (to Mouse): Sorry for what? Apologizing to me for being in a bad mood is like apologizing to Vincent for being a pervert. You OK?
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, I'm fine now, actually. Vincent is manning up & dealing with it on his own.
Eep (to Mouse): Huh. That's surprising. Think he'll be alright?
Mouse (to Eep): I hope so. the Mother Hen in me wants to go to the cafe & be all "oh fancy running into you here', but I'm not sure he'd appreciate it.
Eep (to Mouse): I'm sure he'll be OK. I mean, he's in a public place. What's the worst trouble he could get into?
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, I had come to the same conclusion.
Mouse (to Vincent): Alrighty, little brother, it's been hours... what's going on? (to Eep) I don't mean to be an alarmist but have you heard from Vincent, recently?
Eep (to Mouse): Um, no. I haven't heard from him all day. I'm sure he's OK.
Mouse (to Eep): Are you free for coffee?
Eep (to Mouse): Yep. Offa work and getting myself something to eat at the moment. You wanna check on your brother, don't you?
Mouse (to Eep): Kinda... am I being stupid? It's been hours.
Eep (to Mouse): No, you're being a sister. Vincent is lucky to have you.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh... um... I... thanks.
Eep (to Mouse): So do you want to go and find that little idiot?
Mouse (to Eep): Yes, please... you don't have to come with me.
Eep (to Mouse): Do you want to go alone?
Mouse (to Eep): No, I actually wanted to see you, but if he's still with Asher, I don't want you to have to deal with him.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah, I know. But I'll be all right. Let's go find your brother.
Mouse (to Eep): Ok... thank you.
Eep (to Mouse): Uh, I think I found Vincent.
Mouse (to Eep): Really, where?
Eep (to Mouse): He's in the bathroom. I mean, I think it's him. I can't imagine anyone else is wearing winklepickers.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh ok…
Eep (to Mouse): Oh shit. Um, yeah it's Vincent. And he's kinda sobbing on my shoulder right now. Oh God...
Mouse (to Eep): Is he okay?
Eep (to Mouse): OK. OK. OK. Shit. What do I do?
Mouse (to Eep): Um, just listen to him, pat him on the shoulder, tell him it'll be ok. Does he want to talk me?
Eep (to Mouse): I ALREADY ASKED HIM IF HE WANTED TO TALK TO YOU! It just made him cry more. Jesus! Sorry. Sorry. I, uh, I'm just... uh...
Eep (to Mouse): OK. I've patted and listened and I think we're coming out. God. I hope we're coming out.
Mouse (to Eep): I take it, he did something stupid? Could you let him know that I don't care, I just want him to be ok?
Eep (to Mouse): Um. Yeah. Seems that he did SOMETHING dumb. I dunno. I would really like to get out this bathroom at some point tonight.
Mouse (to Eep): well, just get out of there. (to Vincent) Can you please come out here and talk to me?
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. Coming out now. Your brother just fucking grabbed my ass, so I think he's feeling better. Asshole.
Vincent (to Mouse): Yeah. I'm just... I'm so sorry. I'm an idiot.
Eep (to Mouse): Uh, yeah. No. It's fine. Um, mostly fine. Just... Just take him home and calm him down. Make sure he's OK.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, yes... But I love you, anyway. (to Eep) oh, I'm sorry... I'll make it up to you. Do you want a ride home or has this been enough together time with Vincent for you?
Eep (to Mouse): if you don't mind, I'd appreciate a ride home. I'm fucking exhausted. Besides, after all that drama, Vincent is weirdly quiet. I am gonna insist he sit in the backseat, though. By himself. I've had enough ass molesting out of him for one night.
Mouse (to Eep): Let's get you both home. And, I'm so sorry that you had to deal with that... thank you.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. Home. Bed sounds REALLY good. S'OK, by the way. Tonight sucked, but Vincent is your family, and I love you, so that means... Well, right now it means Vincent. God. I'm so fucking tired. I'm not making sense. Sorry.
