"Were you?" He moves in front of him now, the dim light from the lamp casting shadows along both of them.
"I don't know shit about relationships or friendships. I only know survival. But you make surviving this place bearable. And you don't even fucking know it."
He looks down, trying to keep his head on straight. Casual fucks don't play in the goddamn snow. Casual fucks don't go on walks. Casual bucks don't spill their goddamn secrets. Casual bucks don't stand in front of an abuser for each other.
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Date: 2024-08-05 12:24 pm (UTC)"I don't know shit about relationships or friendships. I only know survival. But you make surviving this place bearable. And you don't even fucking know it."
He looks down, trying to keep his head on straight. Casual fucks don't play in the goddamn snow. Casual fucks don't go on walks. Casual bucks don't spill their goddamn secrets. Casual bucks don't stand in front of an abuser for each other.
They have been that for a long time.