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Tweak says, "you put your left foot out."

Darling Dexter (i_fakeit) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2008-08-04 19:59:00

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dexter morgan, georgia lass

What? (George)
One second he was talking to George and trying to comfort her about his own death, and the next he's in his own apartment, staring at the ceiling of his bedroom, as alive as he'd ever remembered being.

He could actually feel his own heart beating hard enough that it might have broken out of his chest at any moment.

Through the strangeness of it all, he couldn't help but feel concern for how George might be taking this. She had been worried that he was going to move on, and his sudden disappearance must have looked like just that.

Dexter fumbled on his bedside table without looking at it, finding his phone and dialing George.

He listened to it ring.

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i_fakeit
2008-08-18 12:34 pm UTC (link)

"Hm? No. No, I mean. You're my best friend too. That's all. I was teasing before. You know, stuff." Maybe this is why he didn't drink. Maybe it was all psychosomatic that he didn't like the taste of alcohol. Maybe it was some deep down self knowledge that he'd possessed since the start of his life that alcohol made him into an idiot.

He had to admit though, that it was nice to have a friend. And a best friend at that. He'd never had one growing up. He'd been such a strange and awkward kid, even when doing his best at his role. He'd never really been close enough to somebody to tell them everything - which was his understanding of what a best friend was.

Now he had George.

George who knew all and felt safe with him. Loved him.

It was new. But not bad.

On a whim, he kissed George on the top of her head.

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