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"Yeah, because she and everyone fucking else wants to know that if she had a dick, I'd find her more sexually attractive." He blinked, then, before groaning. He'd just said that, hadn't he? Bloody fuck, he wasn't even drunk this time. What the fucking hell was wrong with him? "Even if I am honest, she'll hate me forever. There? Happy? Fucking do-da-day, and all that fucking crap."
Irritated, he leaned forward again flicked his finger over his laptop's mouse pad. "Save your speeches, too. I don't want to fucking hear them."
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Michi poured out some skittles in his hand, trying to think of the right thing to say. "It's not going to be pretty," she said gently.
"You... you had sex with her?" she hit herself in the forehead. "You had to know that was a terrible idea, that... that you couldn't change who you are by having sex with her," she sighed heavily. "She's going to be a mess but you can't keep dragging her along, it'll get worse."
"It's up to you whether you want to tell her the honest truth or not Leon. I won't lie, it's going to be bad either way." She felt for him, really she did, she hadn't even told her own mother yet about her sexuality. It was definitely something she could sympathize with.
"I know that we don't really have the best past or anything but I can be here for you, not to sound cheesy and cliche, but you're going to need someone to like... wreck shit with. Have you ever tried therapeutic wrecking? It really does the soul good. When I found out I was pregnant, I beat the shit out of the quodpot bleachers and felt like eighty times better," she gave him a little smile.
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"You are a filthy little liar, Michi." He laughed a little, shaking his head. "No. No they would not. If they did, I've not been doing a good job!"
As for why Gray, well he wasn't even sure anymore. There was just this long standing hatred they shared. They disliked each other, a lot. "I don't know, it is just the way it came to be. I mean, it is mutual. S,o you really don't have anything to worry about there."
But he did, at least, give in to her demands for a proper hug. Even if it was somewhat reluctantly. He wrapped his arms around her side and gave her a brief, but noticable squeeze.
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