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week 10 | wednesday afternoon
[ okay, time to face the honey badger from hell. rhys needs to talk to buddy, he has things he wants to share with her and thinks she deserves to know but... it's buddy. he's not sure she'll listen to him or not try and attack him in the process. he's going to try really hard not to instigate here because this is for morrigan, of all people. they have that common ground, he'll use that to get her to just hear him out.
so wednesday afternoon, after sans and everything, rhys finds himself at buddy's door and giving it a knock. ]
Buddy? It's me, Rhys. I need to talk to you for a moment.
so wednesday afternoon, after sans and everything, rhys finds himself at buddy's door and giving it a knock. ]
Buddy? It's me, Rhys. I need to talk to you for a moment.

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Brad forsook all of Olathe to make it back to her. Good and bad, enemy and friend, even his own son... he gave up everything in the name of a single goal. Can she really do the same and claim to be better than him?
What does being better even fucking mean though?]
...This is so shit. [She inhales deeply and lets it out, exasperated at everything. Why couldn't things be simple for once in life?] Now if you die, I won't be satisfied at all.
[It's a mix of honesty and a bitter joke, the way her voice chides disappointment and defeat. She won't be sad if he goes, but now she can't imagine being satisfied with it. It would just validate everything he said to her.]
But hey, don't worry. If what you say is true, no matter how crazy it sounds, I'll fucking carve all of them into pieces on my way out of here.