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[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

If this doesn't help, then what?

The office, maybe?

Comments

[magicians-son.livejournal.com]

You keep at it until you find what works.

[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

No matter what?

[magicians-son.livejournal.com]

If it's the right thing to do, yes.

[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

*damn there's that whole 'right thing' angle*

I think it is.

[magicians-son.livejournal.com]

You only think? Maybe you better explain.

[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

I can't.

[magicians-son.livejournal.com]

I don't like that answer.

[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

It's...personal. *kind of, not really*

[magicians-son.livejournal.com]

*raises an eyebrow* ...what kind of personal?

[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

Like not telling your Dad personal.

[magicians-son.livejournal.com]

Than go talk to your Mom.

[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

I can't talk to her either. It's...it's nothing. Really. I'm just spazzing.

[magicians-son.livejournal.com]

This is one of those either or choices in life, kiddo. Me or her. You get to pick, be happy enough about that.

[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

*thinks for a moment* There's really no Door Number Three?

[magicians-son.livejournal.com]

Ummmm.... Bob?

[withoutlaws.livejournal.com]

*Bob would be the best choice, but he'd tattle anyway so might as well take the plunge*

I'm looking for information about something. An object actually.