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Please tell me this place doesn't go all out for every goddamn holiday. I know we're past the technical holiday season, but please tell me there's going to be no cupids or chalky heart candies for people to pass out.

Otherwise, I just straight up quit.

[Don't ask him how. He can do what he wants, Barge. You're not his real mom!]

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hey ms. daniels, managed to swim your way out of the bottom of a bottle yet?

[Not that he has a lot of room to judge. But to be fair, he's cut back if only for her sake to try and encourage a little sobriety for her. Downside, of course, being that the angel in his head is too happy, but you take the good with the bad and keep going forward.]

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always, but that's not why i'm messaging you.

then why?

making sure you still got a pulse or if you need me to hold your hair while you puke. you know. trying to be a person.

[Oh.]

[There is a long pause now, before she gets back to him. She sounds sad and small, but not drunk.]

I'm okay.

Yeah and I'm Miss fucking July. You know you don't have to be such a stubborn asshole, Vin.

That's my job.

Yes, I do. Or who'd be able to handle you?

Please, nobody can handle me.

. . . I'm sorry.

You don't need to worry about me.

I'm not. You're tough and gonna bounce back sooner or later, Vin.

I'm bounced back now.

[No, she's not. It's frustrating that she's not.]

You're really trying to bullshit a bullshitter?

I'm trying to be better than what I've been.

[For you, she doesn't say; doesn't think she needs to. She wouldn't do this for herself. For Elend, for the world, for her friends, for Stark, but not, never, just for Vin.]

Well, you need to try harder. Or find a better reason.

[It's harsh. But he's also right. She chews her lip, and again, there's a pause before she responds.]

I understand.

[Stark's silent a moment because he knows he's probably the last person who should be dishing out any sort of advice.]

Look, I know it sucks. It really fucking sucks. And nothing's going to make it not suck.

But if I learned one thing while I was back home is that life's gonna go on with or without you. Normally, I'd say it's up to you which it'd be, but people don't let you have that choice.

[He's not letting her have that choice.]

[She could say that neither of them are really, technically alive. But that would be dishonest, at least to the spirit of things. And anyway: she knows this is a difficult thing for him to do. Almost impossible. But he's doing it.]

[The stubbornest parts of her fight the parts that are in pain, and win. If he can do it, so can she.]

You're bossy when I'm drunk.

[Thank you.]

And you're a little bit of a dumbass when you're drunk. Don't you know that shit kills brain cells?

[It's no problem.]

[Stark sometimes understands the meaning of friendship and what's expected. It's small and susceptible to disappearing as quickly as it appears, but it's not bad when it does show up.]

It hasn't ruined you yet.

[Since he can't see her, she makes some effort to put her hair in order. Then, sighing a little:]

Do you want to go to the CES?

[As much as Stark is content with being a hermit, it'd probably be better for Vin to get out.]

You plannin' on bringing Clifford?

Of course. I bring him everywhere.

Alright then. You start crying, you do it into his fur, not my shoulder. Got it?

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