log post II

[orangetoughguy]

third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
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[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.]

[eiremagic]

[She shrugs]

We've always had mutual friends. She's one of those people who has opinions and they're always bloody right and everyone sucks on the fuckin' words she says like they're made of gold. Pisses me right off.

[orangetoughguy]

Well just between you and me, she can say all she wants but she doesn't make me suck on what I don't want to.

[Puff.]