YOU FUCKING IKEA PAEDOPHILE.
I’m a what now? I ain’t no damn pedophile.
(Source: jo-calderones-cojones)
*small smile* Hm…well…I pray you don’t cough up a lung or something.
*cracks up* You’re funny, Madeline, I like that.
Um, it’s Melodie… *shakes her head, smiling a bit*
Oh, fuck—I’m so…
*smiles a little* Yes…progress…
*clears throat* So, uh, how long’ve ya been here?
Maybe too long…a bit too long… *eyebrows furrow*
*raises eyebrow* Whaddya mean by that?
…? I’m a bit…strange.
*thinks, nods* I see. Strange is good. Normal’s the real enemy.
…Hm. I suppose that is true. *nods*
Yep… *nods; sighs* What I’d do for a cigarette…
You don’t need something like that to tide you over…
Yeah, I know, but addiction’s a bitch. *shrugs* Either way I can’t, not for a while.
*eyebrows furrow* Hm…I wouldn’t know about that.
Wouldn’t want to either, believe me. Long story short, I’ve got a few chest problems now. They’ll be gone soon, but I shouldn’t be smokin for now.
*small smile* Hm…well…I pray you don’t cough up a lung or something.
*cracks up* You’re funny, Madeline, I like that.
Um, it’s Melodie… *shakes her head, smiling a bit*
Oh, fuck—I’m so…
*smiles a little* Yes…progress…
*clears throat* So, uh, how long’ve ya been here?
Maybe too long…a bit too long… *eyebrows furrow*
*raises eyebrow* Whaddya mean by that?
…? I’m a bit…strange.
*thinks, nods* I see. Strange is good. Normal’s the real enemy.
…Hm. I suppose that is true. *nods*
Yep… *nods; sighs* What I’d do for a cigarette…
You don’t need something like that to tide you over…
Yeah, I know, but addiction’s a bitch. *shrugs* Either way I can’t, not for a while.
*small smile* Hm…well…I pray you don’t cough up a lung or something.
*cracks up* You’re funny, Madeline, I like that.
Um, it’s Melodie… *shakes her head, smiling a bit*
Oh, fuck—I’m so…
*smiles a little* Yes…progress…
*clears throat* So, uh, how long’ve ya been here?
Maybe too long…a bit too long… *eyebrows furrow*
*raises eyebrow* Whaddya mean by that?
…? I’m a bit…strange.
*thinks, nods* I see. Strange is good. Normal’s the real enemy.
…Hm. I suppose that is true. *nods*
Yep… *nods; sighs* What I’d do for a cigarette…
Hmph.
Short-Stuff! You work here now?!
*widens eyes before furrowing her eyebrows* YOU. Why the hell are you in here? And explain to me why I shouldn’t throw coffee in that smug face of yours!
*smile fades* What’re ya talkin about?
You think I didn’t know about the car accident?! What the fuck were you thinking? You put my ex boyfriend into a fuck—I can’t talk to you now. I’m at work, man. You’re going to get me fired.
*stares at Emy with his mouth open, confused* I put your ex-boyfriend in a fuck? I don’t get what’s goin on.
You put him into a fucking coma! *sighs before looking away* Get out, Jo.
I put him in a what? *eyes widen* Oh…oh no, I’m so fuckin—it was in that car crash, wasn’t it?
Yeah. That car crash. Look, can you just go now? Unless you want to order something, go.
*sighs* Fine, I’ll go. *turns toward the door; turns back around* Just curious, what exactly was it that happened that night? I’d like to hear your part of the story before you hear mine.