On Sat, Aug 20, 2016 at 10:50 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: He wiggled his toes which were now turning brown from the dirt of the stairwell, "I don't have any shoes..." He looked at her feet now too. "Neither do you." He pointed out. She made a point. If he walked in with her in front of Lust and Glutt, they may have an even bigger and more devastating fallout.
On Saturday, August 20, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She was slipping and sliding and hanging onto him as they got up and almost fell several times. She held onto him as she took her broken heels off, now barefoot like him. "You know my stuff is probably in that shit room." since Lust put the girls in a separate room, "But... I wouldn't mind leaving everything behind and just going somewhere else for a little while." she looked at him. It was his choice. Even if it was for a few hours... she didn't think they'd survive facing his siblings and then leaving. They had to leave first and recharge together.
On Sat, Aug 20, 2016 at 6:18 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "We go get your bath---" and he struggled to get up with her on top of him and their wrists conjoined made it a lot harder than be expected. Their stuff was up in his room, so he had every intention of grabbing it and them spending as little time as necessary there.
On Friday, August 19, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She opened her mouth to argue with him and then shut it, "We'll discuss that later." when he said he was sure she still kept her glare on him, "Fine." tho they were sprawled out in a stairwell handcuffed to each other, "Now what?" he was in charge of this crazy ship.
On Fri, Aug 19, 2016 at 7:09 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I thought I saw a way in with them and you." He'd been taunted by Glutt with a car and the fact his brother was bringing his own girlfriend. Greed thought---just maybe he could have both worlds. He looked at her sternly, "I AM."
On Friday, August 19, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She gave him a dull look like she didn't believe him, "It was just us before you decided you wanted to be here with everyone else." tho it was typical of greed to chase after the thing he didn't have to make him appreciate what he did. She narrowed her eyes, "Are you SURE." cause she was so tired, she couldn't run around anymore.
On Fri, Aug 19, 2016 at 6:34 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I want to get away from here with you." That's all he could think about right now. It beefed to just be the two of them. He couldn't tell her anything else right now.
On Friday, August 19, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She made a face, "I don't want a toaster, I want a boyfriend!" but she could see how just... beaten he looked and not just from her slapping. "Tell me what you want." she said, "Because I feel like I don't know anymore. I feel like I don't know you anymore."
On Fri, Aug 19, 2016 at 4:06 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Then make me the fucking toaster---" he was so destroyed inside from one life and the other and once he thought he hs them together it blew up in his face. "I don't know what to do---" he'd lost it. Completely lost it.
On Friday, August 19, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked at him, her eyes wet again as she exclaimed, "How!?" she wanted him to really look at it, "How can you force them to deal with you having a girlfriend when you don't even claim me as one? Your sister calls me your pet and you agree. I'm delegated to the back of the plane where you're FINE with it. I'm in another car, another room, and because I don't have a gold toilet, I become a toaster. Maybe they could deal with you having a girlfriend if they thought you actually had one!"
On Fri, Aug 19, 2016 at 3:37 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Because I'm a motherfucking selfish tool and I thought maybe I could force them to deal with me having a girlfriend." And it was the mess he'd thought it would turn into. He'd allowed himself to be beaten and now she hated him worse than he thought she ever could.