==>You stood by your apartment, lighting up once more, there was no way you wanted to meet Vriska sober, after successfully finishing the joint, you then shook yourself readying yourself to meet the dreaded ex. You step into the bar, looking around for a second before finding the blue-lipped bitch, slowly you make your way over to her, taking a seat next to her,you rest your elbows on the bar and your chin in your hands.
“Okay, I’m here, what do you want?”
==>Your words were rather cold and to the point, rather than your usual make jokes out of everything attitude. You sigh and motion to the bartender to bring you 3 shots of vodka. You keep one hand on your chin and look over at her waiting for some kind of elaboration as to why you’re here.
“Oh, looks like you finally made it.”
You waved your hand to the bartender, motioning for some vodka as well. You wanted to get this over with and ease some of the tension. Being sober right now was not fun. You eagerly took your first shot, eyeing Gamzee in the process.
“Soooooooo, how do I go about this. I was thinking we should just forget about everything that happened..”
You bit your lips. The fact is that that is not what you wanted to say. In your mind you were basically strangling him. You guzzled down the last two shots, trying to keep your temper. You had to go right about this. Just his face brought back all the memories of their shitty relationship. You could feel a slight buzz. You were never great with your alcohol, and a lightweight for that matter.
Ohhhhhhhh, not much really.
How a8out you? ::::)
oh ju2t a lot of homework you know. ii’ve been tryiing to get more 2ide job2 iin programmiing two make 2ome extra money two.
I need to find a decent jo8.
You should hook me up with one.
Wait, I have no idea how to to do programming. D::::
“You do not understand.”
Oh you’ve got extra arms.
You remind me of a spider!!!!!!!!
What don’t I understand? )::::
==>You had just been laying on your bed with Reptar not having a thing to do, Roxy was out doing whatever she usually does and you’d been laying in bed with a joint. You here your phone go off in the other room, put down the lizard and hop up walking to grab it. As it rang in your hand you stare at the name….’Vriska’ Had it been anybody else you wouldn’t have even hesitated. You didn’t exactly hate her, you were just done with her, the bitchiness, the fact that she chose to make enemies with everyone you interacted with. You sigh deeply before tapping the green button and raising the phone to hear only the last few words she’d said. You stood silent for a second, while it’d be nice to get everything over with, closure and what not, you couldn’t help but think she had and alternative motive to asking you out.
“Uh….Fuck, okay, I mean, yeah that’s cool I guess vris’ but if anything shifty goes down, I’m done. Simple as that. You know there’s a bar by like…My apartment, yeah? Meet me there whenever the fuck you’re ready, I ain’t picking you up.”
==>Rather than waiting for any question, answer or anything you hang up. You sigh once again, you wish that you hadn’t been such a dick, but something about her just brought that out of you. The relationship had been just short of a week but still it was one of the worst things you’d been through. You just throw on a hoodie and step out, you weren’t planning on making her know things have gotten a lot better, you didn’t care what she thought in the slightest.
You stop in mid sentence realizing that he had hung up. You throw your phone on the bed, sighing in frustration. Something about him managed to irritate you every time. You wanted to get back at him. Your hands shook in pleasure at that thought. You wanted him to feel all the pain you’ve been through ever since that break-up, all the shit you go through every day.
You try and stop your thoughts. You know for a fact that if you do get revenge there will just be more of a shitstorm. That’s not what you want. You’re going to settle things nice and easy. A simple apology, you tell yourself.
You head for the door, giving a glance at Mr. Fussyfangs before you set out to leave. Looks like he needs new prey to hunt. You’d make sure to get him a treat on the way back. You head out of your apartment, taking the elevator down to the first floor and leaving the apartment complex. There was the bar that Gamzee mentioned. You walked to it and proceeded into the building, taking a seat and waiting.
I like your suit. ::::)
hey V2 what have you been up two lately?
Ohhhhhhhh, not much really.
How a8out you? ::::)
You walk over to and grab your phone, contemplating the call you are about to make. You’ve hated his guts for the longest time ever since the break-up. That is, you still hate his guts, but you’ll attempt to hold it in. Forgiveness is not one of your strongholds.
You throw on one of your red blouses over a tanktop, and put on some jeans and black heels. Might as well dress decently if he’s going to see you again. You look in the mirror, noticing that you are wearing the same spiderbites that you and Gamzee had gotten together. You replace them with other ones, feeling kind of silly.Alright. Time to do this.
You dial the number that’s been sitting in your phone for ages, waiting for him to answer. You hear him pick up, and get straight to the point.
“Gamzeeee. How about we go out for a drink tonight?”
Oh, thanks for the follow. ::::)