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[beautifulviper]

 

Don't expect me to pay any attention to this ridiculous excuse for wasting time. I don't understand what this is meant to do.

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[dramamama]

Different set of circumstances and I think you might.
You don't hate me. Not really.
Do you honestly think I'd keep seeing you if that was the case?
I wouldn't. You know that.

My grandfather never thought I was good enough.
He made sure I knew that.


I never said you had to be nice. Nice takes time.
Especially where we're coming from.
But I think you and I can be a lot better than what we are now.
Don't you want to know what that feels like?
Don't you want to hear those words from me?

[beautifulviper]

I know you know this is just a sick fascination I merely need to work out of my system. And aww, poor Ransom. Your grandsire didn't respect you. I'll bet he never took you into a dark bed and fucked you bloody though.


[He shouldn't have sent that. He shouldn't have sent that! There was no undo on a text message and Laurent's pulse raced as he realized what he'd done, and what he'd potentially revealed. How could he be so stupid!? What was it about Ransom that pushed his buttons so expertly he made mistake after mistake and revealed so much!?

He didn't wait for Ransom to respond, just billed forward. Maybe the man wouldn't read anything into the comment after all.]


If I thought for a moment you felt more than amusement towards me, I'd run screaming. We fuck Ransom. That's all we are to each other. We fuck and snipe and that ought to be enough. The rules don't allow for you to be an ass and fall in love with me, and I certainly don't love you. Be content with what we have or go find someone that's capable of deeper emotions. I'm not your man for that.


[He couldn't afford to be that for Ransom or anyone else. He didn't deserve it either. And Laurent knew without doubt that Ransom could never love him anyway. It simply wasn't possible for either of them.]

[dramamama]

No, we weren't that kind of family.

[ Accidental overshare or something Laurent needed to get off his chest? ]

Wanna talk about it?

I still don't believe you.
Those are my terms.
We can snipe, banter, be mean, but at the end of the day there has to be more than that.
Yes or no?

[beautifulviper]

You're not capable of more than that Ransom. Why should I put forth a greater effort when you won't? And that's assuming I could stomach even attempting to think kindly of you.


[What the hell did the man want from him? Why was it always circles with Ransom? COuldn't the man just say what he wanted? And no, he'd never give the man that kind of ammunition. Ransom would never let him go with information like that . . .]

[dramamama]

So we’re through?
Just like that.

[beautifulviper]

[No. Laurent would probably never be able to let go of Ransom, no matter how stupid the attachment was.]


Be blunt for once. What exactly do you want from me Ransom? Tell me that and I'll tell you if we're done.

[dramamama]

Sex. Conversation. We can still fight.
But it can't be like it is now.

[beautifulviper]

[Well. That was . . . acceptable actually.]


Alright.