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Whatever.

So now you're sorry? Seriously?

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We are.

Oh, and I’m sorry about your parents. I truly am. I wouldn’t of said that if I had known. 

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Honestly, I feel sorry for you that you think that. You’re a fuck up, you stated that yourself, I bet your parents think you are too.

Are you done talking yet or?

See here's my point. You're attempting to make me feel like shit, but failing which is embarrassing for you. You need to get a fucking grip because, nobody wants any thing to do with you, no wonder though. My parents are dead, so proves you don't know much.

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Y’know, if you were a good actress, I might of just bought that.

That's the funny thing, I honestly give no fucks about what you do, because let's be honest. You're the sad case in this place, not me.

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You appear to underestimate me, sweetheart. I can make your life a living hell.

You're mistaking me with somebody who actually gives a damn.

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Did I strike a nerve? So the rumor isn’t true, gingers do in fact have feelings.

Continue to talk shit about me if you want a bruise on your cheeks.

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I think drinking to it would be more effective.

Exactly!

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...Are you alright?

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I didn’t before, but now I do.

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I would, but I’m not a fuck up. Plus, if I touch your hand, you might give me the Plague. 

You just sound and look like a total bitch so I'm going to totally ignore what you're saying.

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It is indeed, it’s funny how people can surprise you.

Sounds like you know the feeling?

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High five.

Life's too cruel.

ingridharper:

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High five for being a fuck up, yeah, sounds about right.

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Where? Here on the ship? Right now?

On the ship..In general really.

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Elliot, nice to meet you, love.

Pleasure's all mine. So, having fun?

ingridharper:

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It’s alright, love, Ingrid, right?

Correct, and you are?

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Oh.

Bad joke, sorry.

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Sorry, love I didn’t mean to upset you.

...I'm not upset..I was joking.

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True, but it wouldn’t hurt to grab some and then just lay down.

Stop encouraging my laziness!

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