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[arollingstone]

WASSSSUPPPPPPPP!!!

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voice.

[arollingstone]

[Well, shit.]

Uh, I just meant he's been workin' a lot. You know, at the clinic? Doctorin'... n' so forth?

[TJ cleared his throat, hoping that was a good enough segue.]

But anyway, yeah. You seem sorta lovesick, I guess. I mean, just from what I've seen. I was wondering if you had someone you were working on. Y'know, uh... [What was the right word for this?] Woo?

voice.

[barebacking]

This is a place that doctors can certainly find something to do. But TJ, he lost the place where he lives, too. You're supposed to be his real home. Don't forget that, all right?

[A sigh.]

I am sick on love. It fills my inside with jagged pieces and all I can taste is blood. [Another sigh.] I feel warm and pained all at the same time. Ah, feelings like this are not meant for those of our age, are they? They're meant for those younger who can keep suffering through the pain until they die of it. And yet I wish to choke and die on this feeling.

So, yes, I'm wooing someone.

voice.

[arollingstone]

[It was a little embarrassing, just how relieved TJ was to hear that. Not that he was particularly threatened, but, well... It was a relief, that's all.

Hell, for all Yaha tended to speak in riddles, that was perhaps the most cogent thing he'd ever said. TJ actually found himself laughing, painfully sympathetic.]

Shiiiit, man. N' you got it bad, too, I've been there.

voice.

[barebacking]

That is how you are with Amal, then?

voice.

[arollingstone]

Uh, heh, I guess? [Not that TJ would use those words, but...] I guess we're a little past the honeymoon phase, though.

Somethin' tells me the honeymoon phase is where you live, full time.

voice.

[barebacking]

A little past? That's quite sad.

Oh, yes. Is it that obvious?