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[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[Descole accidentally fell asleep on a couch in the lobby. He was going to sleep in a room, but somehow his plans changed.]

[He didn't mean too, and he doesn't really want to be disturbed. In his half asleep state, he knows that he will be anyway. He hopes it's someone he can tolerate.]

[OOC: so I'm at an x-mas party and I really don't want to be here. Please, someone entertain me.]

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[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Well that's a good deal I guess. At least you have some one to talk too.

[contraltoflute]

Mmm... sometimes it just... makes me feel worse, though, thinking that I ought to see him but that I can't handle company.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[Descole shakes his head.]

No one's making you, and itsme for your own healing. Who cares.

[He smiles genuinely at her.]

[contraltoflute]

Mmm... I just feel like... sometimes if I don't go for a while, it feels like I'm as bad as Layton, you know? I know that's stupid, but...

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

That's old fashioned guilt. No need to feel it. Your psyche just feels like you do.

[contraltoflute]

I guess... knowing that doesn't stop it happening though, you know?

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Yes, I suppose I do. I'm sorry.