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[helluvamess]

"If you're hearing this then I can't be fucked answering right now or some other shit-covered fuckwich is going down on this boat so I'll get back to you when the fuck I can!"

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[The door to Blitzø's cabin looks like a typical shitty apartment door. Inside is pretty much exactly a shitty apartment. The door marked "Loona's room" does not open when tried and it appears that Blitzø himself sleeps on the couch. The walls are covered with images and drawings of horses, however every picture of Blitzø has his face scribbled over.]

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[planetdialup]

I'm not going to force you to talk to him. Not ever.

[She wants to reach out and hug him but...they don't really know each other well enough for that. Not yet.]

Because...this is private. Besides- I know I'd be crushed in your shoes. You deserve to have a chance to process your feelings, and make your choices.

[helluvamess]

What kind of choice do I have? I still need Stolas' book when I get back to Hell for my business. I can't do shit without it and I've worked too fucking hard and put too much time, money, and sex into getting it off the ground to just lose it all now.

So I'm gonna have to just fucking deal with it eventually. Guess this way I just know where I fucking stand now.

[planetdialup]

Blitz...

[She sighs. Hesitates for a moment, before reaching out to touch his hands.]

If you have to alter your agreement with Stolas, then you have to alter your agreement. Or break it. This isn't about giving up. But you may need to find another way.

And that's okay. Because there's no point if you only turn into a shadow to yourself for your business, and the people around you. They'd love you too much to want that for you.