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S2 E12 “Phoenix”. Jesse realises that it is Walt who took all the meth from his house, and he bursts into the chemistry classroom where Walt works as he’s furious that Walt let him freaked out for all day long. But Walt blames him for negligence because of getting high which caused Walt to miss the birth of his daughter. Jesse asks for his part of the money, but Walt refuses, saying Jesse would be dead in a week if he has it. All the lies Jesse tells are feeble as he wouldn’t dare to do a urine test. Hearing that Walt calls Jane as ‘junkie girlfriend’, Jesse throws the beaker which Walt gave him to take the test toward Walt’s head. The beaker smashes on the chalkboard, leaving a silence between the two.

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That door was her home and she loved it. To me, that’s about making that feeling last.

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hannamcrins:

Noticing the way Jesse’s hands still moved under hers, shaking, her own thumb subconsciously brushed over his skin. “I know.” They’d all been through it, there was no use in explaining that she’d felt exactly as Annie did now. 

Despite her agreement, and the fact she genuinely did want to find Annie, Hanna made no motions to move. Because she was so close to Jesse, like this, and it felt - safe. Comforting. She needed a moment before she pulled herself away from that. 

Unfortunately, her touch didn’t do much to ease his shaking, his body completely wracked with fear. It did, however, make it a little easier to breathe, as if some of the weight on his chest was being shared. And considering how much Jesse was carrying, the support was very much needed, and something he wasn’t sure he could ever thank her for. He’d never had it before, which was only something he’d noticed after joining the Rebels, so receiving it now, especially from someone who was perfect in Jesse’s eyes, felt like luck. And not something he deserved. Jesse nodded silently, unsure of what else there was to say.

In the silence, he looked over at her, observing her expression. Obviously no one was okay right then, but still, he wasn’t sure if something else had happened that he should know about. It wasn’t entirely like Hanna to be so quiet. “Hey,” he started, removing one of his trembling hands from under hers and tucking a stray piece of her hair behind her hair. “Are you okay? I mean, y’know, like.. apart from this?” He winced almost immediately, not sure how that had sounded.

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Like you said, we both would’ve been dead within a week.

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defenderofpanem:

“They’re just tryna work their way up to a ‘better’ district, ‘cause they don’t care about Three. Just their careers. I didn’t believe ‘em when they ‘accidentally’ jabbed me with dress pins.” Although, two could play at that game. She ‘accidentally’ hit the one who did that in the face.  Despite herself, she’s still laughing in a way she hasn’t in a long time. “They ain’t mutts, mate. How would the Capitol get milk if they gave cows laser eyes? I dunno, though. I’d have to punch it while you get the milk.”

He scoffed in disapproval. “They sound like real bitches.”

Jesse shrugged again, as if the idea weren’t totally ridiculous. “How the hell should I know! They probably control them, y’know, with like a remote in their brain or somethin’. Make ‘em like guard dogs. Except cows.” He looked offended at her idea. “Hey, why do I have to get it! Maybe I wanna punch ‘em.”

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