[Billy doesn’t let go. keeps his arm tight, leans back to nod, to find some reassurance in Eddie’s tone. he shouldn’t project, he knows, but the possibility of it scares him. it’s his own personal ghost, really. it doesn’t leave. ]
Who knew cheating death would be this goddamn complicated, huh.
[he is projecting the whole memory. the hot chocolate, the attempt at tenderness, Steve straight up holding the door before following Billy out to yell some more. ]
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Who knew cheating death would be this goddamn complicated, huh.
[ha. ]
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[ but that's...
that's fine.
it is. because - eddie had never had all that much of this in life. and even if its hard... its... its better. ]
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[rivals and all that. Billy would be the villain etc. ] Kind of falls apart if I’m trying to make out with you too.
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[ though. ]
... He really showed you to the door?
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[he is projecting the whole memory. the hot chocolate, the attempt at tenderness, Steve straight up holding the door before following Billy out to yell some more. ]
You see. Might never recover from that rejection.
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but... ]
He really has no idea that we see him for him, does he.
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[god help them.]
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[ he grabs a potato skin, taking a bite of it with a sigh. ]
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[ ... ]
Loving yourself... that's something you gotta learn how to do. Otherwise, you're never gonna feel like you're enough.
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[he’s picking at his food. distracted. a little lost, maybe.]
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[ ... ]
Is it bad I'm terrified to face him?
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[he gets his fries to go. flags down for the check and gently pulls Eddie to go, too.
it’s now or never, really. ]
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or at least as ready as they'll ever be. eddie looks Stressed but prepared. ]
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he’s not scared of Robin Buckley, but he is wary.
still, off they go, Billy maybe driving less like a lunatic just to make the time stretch.]