Eep (to Poppy): Hey. Um... Do you have a minute, or am I catching you at a bad time.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh hey, honey... I think I have a moment. What is it?
Eep (to Poppy): Um, well firstly, I wanted to apologize. I, uh, I was a real dick when you were talking to me about Mouse. So, I'm sorry. What you said made sense, and I guess I just didn't want anyone pointing out to me what a dumbass I was being.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh honey, don't mention it... seriously, don't. I've got a reputation to maintain.
Eep (to Poppy): And secondly, uh... Fuck. I'm shitty at this so, whatever. Pretend there was finesse to this. Vincent is really fucking worried about you. He's afraid you're a lot more upset than you're letting on about being roofied, and wants me to talk to you. So. Uhhhhh... Yeah. Are you OK?
Poppy (to Eep): Oh really? That's sweet & all, honey, but unnecessary... I, uh… I appreciate the concern, really I do, but I, uh... wow, I've never been tongue-tied before... tied up, sure, but not this...
Eep (to Poppy): Wow. DID NOT want to know that last part. Uhhhh, but yeah. Well, I got drugged once at a party. So, I know what a shitty feeling it is to wake up someplace strange and wonder what the fuck happened. It's scary as shit. So, if you wanna talk about it, or something, and feel too guilty to go to Vincent, you know, or whatever, the offer's open.
Poppy (to Eep): Well, honey, did you have pictures? I mean, actually photographic evidence of what happened? Because, well I did. Not to mention the fact that I woke up in bed with Leon & Delia just to cement everything in nicely for me.
Eep (to Poppy): No, not when I was drugged. Uh... Not that I know of anyway. But, there's PLENTY of other humiliating imagery from that time. You fucking saw it.
Poppy (to Eep): Hahaha, it's funny 'cause it's true... and sad.
Eep (to Poppy): But, for what it's worth, seems like Vincent is way more concerned with YOU rather than what you might of done. God, I can't believe I'm gonna say this. I might choke on the irony. Look, there's no reason to beat yourself up for something you did while you weren't in control of yourself. You didn't choose to get drugged, you know?
Poppy (to Eep): Honestly, honey, if I'm going to get caught doing something lecherous, I'd like to remember it...
Eep (to Poppy): Uh, right. I dunno what else to tell you. Sorry. Just... Well, Vincent's worried about you. I'm not sure what else I can say.
Poppy (to Eep): Thank you, honey... the nice things I say about you behind your back are all true.
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Um.... Thanks? (to Vincent) Well, talked to Poppy for you. I dunno if any good was done, but I did it.
Vincent (to Eep): THANK U. Did she seem OK?
Eep (to Vincent): Uh, I dunno. She seemed pretty upset she did something and didn't remember it.
Vincent (to Eep): Well, I'll just have 2 do what I can 4 her. If she wants me 2, that is. Thank u again, Eep. I know it was tough 4 u. So, I appreciate it. I'll make it up 2 u somehow.
Eep (to Vincent): Please don't. Just... Yeah. Don't. The idea of you "making it up to me" fills me with dread.
Vincent (to Eep): U r SO not any fun.
An hour or so later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Hey there, honey, I uh, just wanted to say thank you for all of the concern, but it's not necessary... I'm feeling better. I think I just needed some sleep & a little perspective.
Vincent (to Poppy): Awww, sweetie. I'm so glad 2 hear it.
Poppy (to Vincent): It was a bit weird to have Eep talk to me, but what he said made sense... It gives me hope that I'll get him to make out with me, eventually. ;-)
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, I'm glad. Good luck w/ the makeouts. I've been trying 4 years! :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, honey, it's probably because he likes you too much to make out with you. Me, on the other hand, he holds in slight disdain... makes for good angry, hateful kissing. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): He likes u more than he lets on. He likes MOST people more than he lets on. But, if u do manage 2 make out w/ him, remember. Lots & lots of pictures!
Poppy (to Vincent): But, of course, honey!
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm rlly quite glad 2 hear ur better, sweetie. I don't mind mentioning that I was concerned.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh honey, I'm sorry I worried you... That's really terribly sweet!
Vincent (to Poppy): Awww, hun. I wasn't the only 1. Sister dearest was asking after u 2.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'd really like to forget all about this, put this nasty chapter behind me & move on, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Of course! If u shld like company again 2nite when u have 2 get some sleep, I officially volunteer my services.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, honey, I had planned on a bubble bath tonight, but your company is soo much better.
Several hours later:
Mouse (to Eep): Is there a reason why that girl standing next to you is staring at me like that?
Eep (to Mouse): Fuck. I don't know. She keeps yakking at me.
Mouse (to Eep): Awww, she's flirting you.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. I don't think so. She keeps insulting me. She keeps telling me how she hates guys with glasses and long hair, blah, blah.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh? Tell her to fuck off. But, why does she keep looking at me?
Eep (to Mouse): Probably, because I told her that my girlfriend has no problem with the way I look.
Mouse (to Eep): Damn skippy, I like the way the way you look.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. And that's all I give a shit about. But yet this obnoxious twat is still here.
Mouse (to Eep): Alright, I've got a long song playing... I'll take care of her. :-D
Eep (to Mouse): Should I be excited or terrified?
Mouse (to Eep): You'll see.
Two minutes later:
Vincent (to Mouse): What did u say 2 this poor child @ the bar? She came ovr here & ordered a large drink after u smiled @ her.
Mouse (to Vincent): I just said that if she didn't stop insulting my boyfriend I was going to punch her in the neck... I said it very nicely. :-D
Vincent (to Mouse): Go threaten some more ppl. This crowd is a bunch teetotalers.
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee, I'll see what I can do.
Eep (to Mouse): OK. That was kinda hot.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh, um... Am I blushing or did it get really hot in here all of a sudden?
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um, sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you.
Mouse (to Eep): It's ok... I'm a bit embarrassed that I acted like a thug. That girl's behavior pissed me off. Just because she doesn't find you attractive is no reason to be rude to you.
Eep (to Mouse): Really. I don't know why she kept hanging around if I was so "not her type." And, uh, I didn't mind you acting like a thug. I did the same thing a few weeks back. At least, you're cute when you're doing it.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, I'm glad you think so... Wanna come back to my place, handsome?
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. That same building where I live? Yeah. I think I could be persuaded. :p
Poppy (to Vincent): If you're available after work, honey, I'd love some company.
Vincent (to Poppy): 4 u, of course I am! We're almost finished up.
Poppy (to Vincent): Wonderful, I'll see you soon, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): I'll b counting the minutes. And loosing clothing as I go. ;-}
