i'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[look, a familiar sight. Axel with his strawberry vodka. he's on a couch in the common room, wearing a tank top and tight jeans. his forearms are covered in bloody bandages, one unraveling just a bit. seems someone got into a fight~]

Fucking hate this place.

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[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Saïx.

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

Man, that sucks.

[topic change in case in this personal~]

Where did you get that vodka?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

The magic liquor cabinet.

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

And where can I find it?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

In the kitchen. Or I can share.

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

Really?

[leans against the couch, grinning a little. walking all the way to the kitchen was a big do not want.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[offers the bottle with a little smile. to be honest, it's his second one]

Sure.

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

[takes the bottle and sips to try out the taste.]

Mm, this is pretty good. Thanks, man.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

You don't get it all, sugar.

[smiles]

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

...don't call me "sugar".

[feels uncomfortable when a male calls him that.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[shrugs]

Whatever you say.

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

It sounds kind of gay.

[sips.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Then I guess the fact that I sleep with men makes me a huge fag, huh?

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

...uh.

[sips more because he has no idea how to respond.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[arches an eyebrow. he's not mad, or hurt really. just a bit bitter]

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

...just don't hit on me.

[may be slightly homophobic.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I already have a lover, and one I love who hates me. Not like I need to add someone else to the plate.

[tolucadem.livejournal.com]

No need to give me details like that. Are you always bitter or is it just the alcohol?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Blame the booze.