(no subject)

[tristfully]

What grows when you think of it and hurts when you truly know it?

[.....]

[Aris]

I don’t have anything to say. I’d just like to talk to you.

[Desmond]

Happy Birthday, Des.

Comments

Desmond/Viola

[tristfully]

I disagree but I suspect this will go about as well as our ice cream negotiations.

I wouldn’t say it that way, exactly. Feels [...] misogynistic somehow. But I’m very aware that I’m tiring to be around.

Desmond/Viola

[opsia]

i can be stubborn. probably ain't a good thing.

you ain't tiring to be around, though. sometimes it's [...] hard to talk to you. shit that not because of you. just [...] i have to think when i talk to you. i never know if i'm saying the right thing.

Desmond/Viola

[tristfully]

Another way to say that is 'certain.'

I know. That's what I meant. Sometimes I do it on purpose.

For what it's worth, you make me think, too. Harder than I should like, sometimes.

Desmond/Viola

[opsia]

get the sense i shouldn't try and argue with you too hard neither.

that don't make it tiring. or a bad thing. it just ain't easy.

i don't mean to. you're good at dancing, i just don't know what the steps are.

Desmond/Viola

[tristfully]

Let's not argue at all, if we can help it.

As I recall, you're very nice to dance with. We're just hearing different music, that's all.

Desmond/Viola

[opsia]

sounds a lot better, actually. far as options go.

reckon i just got lucky that time. but i think we do alright in the end.

Desmond/Viola

[tristfully]

You'll save a dance for me at prom, won't you?

Desmond/Viola

[opsia]

course i will. be my pleasure.