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(That is amazing!!!! *fangirl squee*

(eeeeee!)

(Sorry, I'm being obnoxious, but that was awesome.)

(S'okay!)

Eating disorder? *stares* You eat.

Yes. He said I eat too much.

*puzzled*

*wrinkles his nose* You aren' fat, how can you eat too much?

Because I'm a vampire, stupid. When was the last time you saw a fat vampire?

......Oy! Piss off then. *Glowering*

Fine. Be like that. It was a dumb thing to say, it's not my fault.

...

*bites into a popsicle, all mopey*

*is still standing there.*

Well maybe you shouldn't eat stupid Popsicles. *pause* Or....find a new therapist.

I like Popsicles, even if they are stupid.

*pauses mid-bite*

Do you think? Do you know someone?

No....maybe. *pause*

Maria...and this woman that likes to think positively. And smiles a lot. I talk to them, but I don' know if they would help. *shrug*

Hmmm.

It's nice, that you talk to them. They're even women and everything and you still like them?

....*grunts a little before looking at his nails*

Maria worries about Brody. *the other one...is....just....he doesn't know what that is about...and it was only about Ar---*

You should talk to Maria.

*Not the other one whom he spilled his head to about Arsene...kind of.*

Okay. I will.

*smiles at Percy.

*frowns a little at the smile, but...doesn't say anything else.*

*says nothing. NOTHING.*

*is feeling emo, so he doesn't want to hit him. he's ~*sensitive*~*

You can speak, if you have something on your mind.

*...unable to keep his mouth shut for more than five minutes, IT IS A CURSE*

...is it even an eating disorder if it's not hurting anything? You're um, dead.

Well, I didn't tell the therapist that of course. I’m not looking to get committed.

Either way, I guess it points to *finger quotes* 'underlying issues'.

I dunno how accurate a diagnosis is gonna be if she's operating under an assumption that is um. Wrong. Um, but what issues?

*sulks* Don't worry about it.

*omg he is so emo. this is like terminal, endstage emo*

*hates it so when people get emo! EVERYONE MUST BE HAPPY ALL THE TIME!!*

I'm not. But if you wanna yell at someone about it I am used to being yelled at.

*NOT HAPPENING*

I don't wanna yell. I want to drink. Or maybe eat something.

*well he will fix the whole world IF HE HAS TO PUT AN ENORMOUS BAND-AID ON IT, OKAY*

That's probably not very healthy.

*that would probably cause more problems than it would solve OMG*

I'm not very healthy.

Why do you care? You hate me.

*true, people would probably get all smothered :V*

Aren't you trying to fix that? I assume, given the therapist.

I don't care. I don't hate anyone either.

I don't care about myself. I'm just trying to learn how to act like a person again. To win someone's heart...

*uh-oh. TMI, TMI!*

Uh...I'm going to go get drunk now ~~and cry~~ alone in my room.

Whose?

*NO YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THE CLUTCHES OF TINYGOTH! Not after dropping that bomb.*

No.

*BUT HE MUST! HE MUUUST!*

I can't tell you.

*reaches into his brain with his fluffy inky tentacles of HOPE and LOVE and CARING and JOY and JOYNESS*

Can't or won't?

*Eeek, not the tenetacles!*

I can't. You...you know him!

*SHIT STOP TALKING STOP TALKING, begins stalking towards his room*

*WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT ARSENE, NOW HE IS DYING OF CURIOUSITY*

Who? *follow!*