Vincent (to Mouse): How r u doing, sweet sister?
Mouse (to Vincent): Much better... How are you feeling? Still angry at Eep?
Poppy (to Mouse): Honey, how are you feeling? I've gotten a couple responses to my inquiry about gigs for you. But, they're later in the year...
Mouse (to Poppy): I'm feeling better, thanks... as for the travel gigs, you can put them on hold for right now.
Poppy (to Mouse): Alright, honey... does that mean, you and the gloomy mister have patched things up?
Mouse (to Poppy): Yes, it does... thank you for sitting with me the other night. It was very unexpected... and nice.
Poppy (to Mouse): Honey, don't mention it. I mean, seriously, don't ever mention it again, I have a reputation to maintain.
Vincent (to Mouse): Srry, darling. Didn't mean 2 ignore u there. Ur beau called. & yes. I'm still annoyed w/ him.
Mouse (to Vincent): Why is that, sweetie? I mean, I'm still a little hurt, but after he and I talked yesterday, I've forgiven him.
Vincent (to Mouse): I know u have.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh... this isn't about me, is it?
Vincent (to Mouse): That's the largest part of it. I was so, SO mad, sweetie. I know how big a chance u took w/ him. Even if he didn't. And I was a bit insulted, honestly. He had 2 know that hurting u the way he did wld mean the end of our relationship 2.
Mouse (to Vincent): So, do you think I'm making a mistake by forgiving him & being with him again?
Vincent (to Mouse): No. I don't. He's an idiot, but not a malicious idiot. He's just an emotionally stunted dick sometimes. u 2 r good 4 ea other.
Mouse (to Vincent): So, what were you two discussing earlier?
Vincent (to Mouse): I think he just wanted 2 apologize. I wanted him 2 explain.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, I think he's feeling properly shamed... I honestly, didn't really expect everyone to tell him he was being an idiot.
Vincent (to Mouse): Well he shouldn't have ACTED like such an idiot. :-P
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, no. But, I've been worried that my inexperience has made me smitten with him way too quickly & that I'm being stupid. So, I was half expecting everyone to say that it was a good thing... I know, I'm being an idiot.
Vincent (to Mouse): Awww, sweetie. Do u feel like things have been moving 2 quickly?
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, yes & no... I mean, I feel like I've known him forever but, in reality it's only been a few months. I really did mean it when I told him that if he asked, I'd marry him... and, you know how I feel about that. I guess, this whole breakup thing has made me second guess myself.
Vincent (to Mouse): I wish I knew what 2 tell u, sweetie.
Mouse (to Vincent): It's okay, I don't expect you to tell me what to do or anything. I think I just needed to say it out loud.
Vincent (to Mouse): Do u want 2 know what I think?
Mouse (to Vincent): Of course.
Vincent (to Mouse): I do think u 2 r moving a bit fast, BUT I suspect that b/c u've both spent so long being alone & feeling cursed by ur pasts... that finding some1 u feel comfortable w/, some1 u trust & feel like u can b with... Well, it's causing u both 2 override ur more cautious natures & act like a couple of horny teenagers. :-P AND I think it's good 4 u. 4 both of u. U both spend FAR 2 much time living in ur heads.
Mouse (to Vincent): So, you're basically saying that yes, you think, we're being ridiculous but it's good for us?
Vincent (to Mouse): Yep. In a word. ;-}
Mouse (to Vincent): Alrighty then... thank you.
Vincent (to Mouse): Well, don't thank me 2 much. I did run off & marry my g/f of a few mo, so I might not b the best judge of "ridiculous." & I'm still mightily annoyed at Eep.
Mouse (to Vincent): We're only human... well, I think we are.
Vincent (to Mouse): Ur both VERY human & that's what I love abt u. U both. I'm only human 2. I'll stop being pouty soon. No worries.
Mouse (to Vincent): Ok... I love you, little brother.
Vincent (to Mouse): Love u 2 sister o' mine.
Delia: Another day lookin' at apartments. I think I've got it narrowed to a couple of choices!
Mouse (to Delia): Awww, that's great!
Delia (to Mouse): Yep.. there's one real close to the club, one 2 blocks down from Leon and one around the corner from my old place.
Leon (to Delia): You living close by could have some serious benefits. You could get frequent rides. I could also drive you to the club.
Delia (to Leon): it IS the nicer of the places. Each place has its own concerns...noise.. dicks that can't handle fire... distance… rides would be helpful. I think I just need to finally get a damned car. Given me excuse so far not to have to visit fam too often.
A couple hours later:
Mouse (to Eep): Hey there, mister man, you wouldn't by any chance need a ride to work, tonight?
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Uh, yeah. That would be... That would be great, actually.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, come on over when you're ready. I just got one side of my pants to finish lacing up & then I'm good to go.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Wow. That sounds, um... Yeah. I'm ready. I'll be right over.
Two hours later:
Poppy (to Mouse): Wow, those are some rockin' pants you've got on!
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh, thanks.
Vincent (to Mouse): Where did u get those pants, darling? They're faboo!
Mouse (to Vincent): I got them when we were in NYC. Eep helped pick them out.
Vincent (to Mouse): Rlly? I'm shocked. That man is fashion hopeless.
Mouse (to Vincent): I don't think fashion was on his mind...
Vincent (to Mouse): I didn't think he had it in him. I have 2 admit. I'm impressed.
Mouse (to Vincent): Why? He's still a dude & he's got a hot girlfriend... If I do say so myself.
Vincent (to Mouse): U shld indeed say it. And ur working it 2!
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, with the new club opening, I figured I needed to start upping my game. (to Eep) So, are you ever going to talk to me? Or is this your new dating strategy?
Eep (to Mouse): God, I'm sorry. I, uh... I just don't know what to say. Sorry. Eventually I'll stop feeling like a huge jackass.
Mouse (to Eep): It's very hard to concentrate on working when I keep wanting to run over & give you a hug. How about something simple? You could throw some compliments at me. :-p
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. Well, I think I might he able to handle that. Probably. I, uh, noticed you're wearing the New York pants. You look amazing.
Mouse (to Eep): Thank you... I wore them for you.
Eep (to Mouse): Now I'm not going to be able to concentrate. Wow. Yeah. I'm, um, I'm not complaining.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, if you're nice to me, maybe I'll let you help get me out of them. ;-)
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um... Wow. I didn't think I could actually get more distracted.
Mouse (to Eep): I'd apologize, but I don't wanna.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Vincent (to Eep): R u ever gonna stop looking like a drowned cat ovr there?
Eep (to Vincent): Probably not for a while.
Vincent (to Eep): He speaks!
Eep (to Vincent): You done?
Vincent (to Eep): Almost. I'm still a bit annoyed U know.
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. Join the club. ... I'm... Ehhhh. Sorry. Yeah. I know you're pissed. You have a right to be.
Vincent (to Eep): Damn straight I do. I need u 2 understand. If u ever, EVER pull a stunt like that again, I'll personally beat the snot out of u. I know ur insecure, & terrified of being happy & want 2 punish urself, but don't u EVER stomp on my sister's <3 2 do it.
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. Fair enough. If I'm ever that big a dick again... Well... I hope you beat the shit out of me.
Vincent (to Eep): Friends?
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. Um, thanks.
Vincent (to Eep): Besties?
Eep (to Vincent): Don't fucking push it.
