[ ah okay, there it is. that's why he's being so nice.
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its fine dude its not like i have all that much you just hate how i store it
[ and another, longer pause.
josh doesn't do teams. hasn't since the day he'd left the comfort of wearing the x. the closest he'd come to that again had been the brotherhood. everything else had just been falling in to survive. jobs, rooms, beds - all of it strictly transactional, because when he allowed himself to get close those people inevitably died a terrible death.
he doesn't do this anymore.
he rests his back against the wall and stares quietly at the ceiling. ]
( the response comes quick enough--near instantly after josh sends his own. it's a litte defensive even if that's not how julian initially means for it. because he does get where josh is pulling this shit from. it was keller and foley, before laura showed up. and then julian was pulling her in, trying to get her to move in with them, running around with her and doing stupid crap because she started it.
and he's quick to follow it up, too. because this isn't how he wants this to go even if he definitely started shit in that way. )
you're not my first roommate imagine sharing the tiny dorms at xaviers with santo he left rock bits all over the floor, it was disgusting we're a team, you idiot. i chose you. you're not going anywhere.
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you'll have to give me a bit
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mine's going to be laura's for a while
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so bunkbeds was slightly more serious than i thought
i'll clean up first then
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what the hell is wrong with you?
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a lot
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this feels like a trap]
ok
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right?
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pretty sure youre gonna be the one with the issue tho dude
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she thinks i'm being an asshole and taking away all your crap
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there's a very long pause. ]
its fine dude
its not like i have all that much you just hate how i store it
[ and another, longer pause.
josh doesn't do teams. hasn't since the day he'd left the comfort of wearing the x. the closest he'd come to that again had been the brotherhood. everything else had just been falling in to survive. jobs, rooms, beds - all of it strictly transactional, because when he allowed himself to get close those people inevitably died a terrible death.
he doesn't do this anymore.
he rests his back against the wall and stares quietly at the ceiling. ]
but like
if im getting in the way i can go
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( the response comes quick enough--near instantly after josh sends his own. it's a litte defensive even if that's not how julian initially means for it. because he does get where josh is pulling this shit from. it was keller and foley, before laura showed up. and then julian was pulling her in, trying to get her to move in with them, running around with her and doing stupid crap because she started it.
and he's quick to follow it up, too. because this isn't how he wants this to go even if he definitely started shit in that way. )
you're not my first roommate
imagine sharing the tiny dorms at xaviers with santo
he left rock bits all over the floor, it was disgusting
we're a team, you idiot. i chose you. you're not going anywhere.
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[ better to just deflect. neither of them need to deal with whatever is under the surface of this. ]
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you're going to learn to pick them up yourself
and you're still not going anywhere
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its all gonna get washed anyway
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and i don't like stepping on them
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