You could, if you wanted to wind up in a psych ward. *She wraps her arms around him from behind and rests her chin on his shoulder.* Life's a bitch, Sammy. If it makes you feel any better it could always be worse.
I -- think "happy" isn't relevant when you're trying to stop the earth from exploding with the literal fuckin devil. It can be relevant after we save the world.
I mean -- *he purses his lips for a moment* it's not like we need to go out of our way to be miserable. But -- we've got bigger things to deal with right now than self-fulfillment and, uh, the rest of it.
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I have a thing of tea.. would you like some?
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