log post II

[orangetoughguy]

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[orangetoughguy]

[Really? That's odd. Of course he obliges, Eden only looks small she's no minor. Besides Freddy's not one to talk, having been smoking since he was in highschool.]

Do you usually smoke?

[Have a light courtesy of Freddy too.]

[eiremagic]

[She takes a drag once he lights her up, the drag of someone who's done this before but it has no particular finesse]

No. Once in a while, but I don' even keep a fuckin' pack at home.

[orangetoughguy]

Why today?

[It's a valid question because yeah he's gonna play that game; he'll find out what's eating her before he'll share what's eating him.]

[eiremagic]

[She considers him for a second]

Because I don' want to go in yet.

[orangetoughguy]

What do they do to you in there? Run you ragged?

[It's not a trick question, honest.]

[eiremagic]

[She takes a long drag]

No. But I may shoot someone if I see them.

[orangetoughguy]

[Okay. Freddy pulls his smoke down almost to the filter.]

Something up?

[eiremagic]

[She pauses and looks at him. And looks.]

I'm upset at Chase.

[Funny enough, it was Chase who taught her to do that. Use her words, she means.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Interesting. He flicks his cigarette on the ground to rub it out...only to pick it up off the floor after catching a stone cold scowl from one of the ladies working inside. Yeah he'll toss it in the trash now.]

Yeah you'd think a doctor'd be way more careful about that kind of thing.

[He means the allergic reaction, except Freddy doesn't have all the details on what happened to him exactly, however he's not about to imply the age thing either.]

[eiremagic]

[A snort]

That's what he gets for kissin' stupid bitches.

[orangetoughguy]

I think I'm missin' something here.

[Freddy looks around just to make sure they can keep this conversation to themselves.]

[eiremagic]

[She takes another drag]

Don' yeh know that's how he got in the hospital? Strawberry fuckin' lipbalm.

[orangetoughguy]

No. Not really. I mean I heard the whole thing... [Freddy rubs his forehead a bit.] Did you like him?

[Sorry Eden, he has to ask. Please don't punch Freddy.]

[eiremagic]

Romantically?

[Ew.]

No!

[orangetoughguy]

[Hands are waving.]

Okay okay my mistake!

[eiremagic]

[She sighs]

He's not...he took care of me. I've taken care of him. He's supposed to be honest with me.

[orangetoughguy]

So you're pissed he didn't tell you he was dating her?

[Who knew Chase has a preference for keeping much younger company.]

[eiremagic]

[She's looking more and more irritated]

That he didn' tell me, that he chose her in the first place, that he thought it was fuckin' okay to do all that shite and...

[She closes her mouth]

I don' think I can go to work.

[orangetoughguy]

Oh come on, if he's laid up you don't gotta see'im. [That might be the most help Freddy can offer.] Is this about the age thing? I ain't gonna tell anybody.

[Unless Chase has done something else before to make Eden feel so uncomfortable.]

[eiremagic]

No, it's not like...I mean I'm with someone older than me, it's not the age thing.

I don' like her. She doesn' like me.

[orangetoughguy]

[Freddy manages to keep the 'oh' out of his expression. Time to find a place to sit, outside the hospital. He gestures for Eden to come with.]

She do anything to you?

[eiremagic]

[There's quiet and Eden sits, and finishes her cigarette]

She's a know-it-all nosy bitch.

[orangetoughguy]

So...she nose in on you?

[He's not trying to minimize her problem with Claire, just trying to get to the bottom of it.]

[eiremagic]

Yeah. Had to put her fuckin' opinion into everythin'. Even shite that wasn' any of her business.

[orangetoughguy]

What kind of business?

[He's hoping not Chase business cause that'll get sticky fast. Time for another cigarette.]