vexant | ( duplicity ) inbox

i'll get it

look its fine ill put them awayh

it'll take me two seconds to pick it up

[ press x to doubt

this feels like a trap]

ok

you don't give a shit if you share a room with me
right?

not really no
pretty sure youre gonna be the one with the issue tho dude

tell laura that
she thinks i'm being an asshole and taking away all your crap

[ ah okay, there it is. that's why he's being so nice.

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

you're not getting in the way

( 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.

yeah tell me that again when youre sick of picking up my socks

[ better to just deflect. neither of them need to deal with whatever is under the surface of this. ]