kingdomdressing | up to the roof

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[sitting on a bean bag with two cigarettes, one in each hand and both of them lit. he seems pretty relaxed, alternating between the two.]

Well, you can just keep drying up your insides then.

Til you turn into a big pile of black stuff on the floor.

I don't need your permission.

I didn't offer it.
Man. You're just as insecure as the Roxas I know.

Insecure? No.

[laughs.]

Not even close.

Pardon me if I'm not good at understanding how people feel.

I'd need empathy for that. No heart, no feeling.

[waves a hand.]

Heard it all before.

Well geez, if you're gonna blow me off like that I almost feel like I should pay you for it.

I won't object.