Re: Louis D/Cris M
Lord knows Neil won't do it either, so what choice do we got if she does? I can't be going in places with zombies and stuff. I did that BioShock place with Elena, and I still get nightmares about it.
Busy, huh? What's he even do when he's not making Sam feel like crap? Sign papers? [...] I'm sorry. I [...] He does it without thinking, then he wants to go and tell me, fine, he won't talk to her, like that won't make her feel worse. I know they were together, but I dunno that the guy even gets where her head is ever. Maybe cause his own is so far up his ass. [Okay, also too aggressive, Cris.] No offense.
[This takes longer. He dithers a bit.] You know what it's like to sit and watch this girl play victim in fronta me? It's like you can see it working behind her face. It makes me sick. I just don't like [...] Sam and I talked a [...] She should just stay outta Marvel. And away from Sam. Outta bars. I hadta promise I wouldn't do nothing to her, if we hadta see her at holidays. [...] Can I ask you something?
Like a shrink? Nah. I don't need onea those. I gotta meet with one in a couple weeks and that'll tide me over til I'm 50, at least. I don't need anybody else in my head. No elbow room with just me, huh?