015 ❖ nope nope not telling you about feelings

[noluckduck]

[Phone]

Uh. Sorry for bein' an asshole the past week or so. I mean, yeah, everyone was actin' weird, but-

[But she feels she has to apologise for being so unnecessarily awful, even if everyone knows why she was acting that way. Because, when she thinks about it, she gets the feeling whatever happened to make her like that couldn't have been that significant.

When she thinks about it, she wasn't even acting that different.]

... But hey. Don't want anybody thinkin' I just go around beatin' people up for kicks and pickin' on little kids. I ain't like that.

Unless ya deserve it. Like... like What's-His-Face. Dude who's always bein' totally fuckin' creepy on the phone, all "Ooo, but are you sure about your truuue seeeeelves?" That guy.

He's a dick.


[Action: Mayfield High]

[Maybe you're sitting close to Clo in class and you see her glancing away from whatever she's supposed to be doing to look at a picture. Or maybe you see her pacing through a hallway and that same picture slips out of her books.

Either way, the picture is a photo of Clover and another girl who looks just a couple of years younger. They must get along pretty well, by sheer virtue of the fact that the girl is standing inches away from her, with her arms around her shoulder, and Clover isn't even scowling. She's more... smiling? Er, no. Smirking? Maybe...

ANYWAY. Snoop?

> Yes
> No]

Comments

[ukelelenogood]

Hey.

There's nothing wrong with a little physical violence now and then.

[noluckduck]

Yeah, you'd say that. Ya try to tackle total strangers often?

[ukelelenogood]

No but I was tackled by a total stranger during Christmas.

Remember that?

[noluckduck]

...

That's different!

[ukelelenogood]

What you mean how singing harmlessly can get you assaulted?

Yeah that is different. What kinda fucked up world do you come from where that's apparently acceptable?

Action }

[priceofmagic]

Clo~ver!

[ Obnoxioustou this way comes!

Practically bouncing, because she is in such a good mood now. ]

A good day to you, Clover! Do you feel more well today?

[noluckduck]

... Relatively speakin', I guess? What's got ya so happy?

[priceofmagic]

I don't feel like a lunatic today!

[ Read: She's upset over the weekend and trying to be perky. ]

[noluckduck]

... Good reason, I guess.

[priceofmagic]

Yep, you bet! What about you? Are you feeling better today, Clover?

[phone]

[echoing_sutras]

I didn't think that for a moment. I know Clover is a good person.

[phone]

[noluckduck]

Now you're just bein' sappy.

[echoing_sutras]

Maybe a little...

[noluckduck]

Nope, it's a hell of a lot more than just "a little".

[echoing_sutras]

Aw, come on, it wasn't THAT bad.

Phone

[kinship]

[He's hurt, angry and a little bitter. He's fed up of the people he is starting to think of as friends turning on him, and he's not sure he wants to hear her apology.]

...I see.

[noluckduck]

Shit. Listen... I was just bein' a jerk!

[kinship]

There's no need to explain, I understand.

[noluckduck]

... Ya sure? Ya sounded kinda...

[kinship]

I'm certain, Miss Duck, think no more about it.

[He's the epitome of polite neutrality.]

[balaton]

[Guess who's sheepishly removing the nails from the kitchen door...]

[noluckduck]

[Oh.

Er.

Casually... approaches...]

Uh.

Crazy couple of days, huh?

[balaton]

[Hungary hooks the back of the hammer onto the nail and pulls] I seemed like a good idea at the time. Damn.

[noluckduck]

Hey, I probably would've done the same.

[balaton]

Glad it wore off just in time for us not to starve to death.