TLFN / OVERFLOW

[silverdollar]

TEXTING THREADS / GENERAL OVERFLOW 
 

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[fantabulousandwich]

[There's another silence; because Harley's slow to come down from genuine murderous fury at the best of times, and right now she's standing alone in a strip club parking lot with her fist clenched and wet cheeks and no one within punching range.]

You're a dick, you know that?

[ikonsuit]

( They've made it this far, they might as well go the mile. Slade's always been the 'go big or go home' type, as if there's some competition in throwing cinder blocks at anyone who steps over the line. There's not. )

Yes, Harley, I know that. Everyone knows that. Do you know that? You're the one slow on the draw, here.

( Slade's not quite 'down' either, but he won't be the one to hang up. Residual anger comes in the form of spoken venom, not hollered. )

Quit lookin' for things that aren't there. You're waitin' for me to make an exception for you, only you're not that exceptional.

[fantabulousandwich]

[This is ridiculous. She has to move; and at least in the alley she can lean against the wall. Or shove her fist into it.]

I'm not waiting for anything, you disgruntled dregs of the Greatest Generation. I liked hanging out with you. I liked talking to you. I even liked playing the games your particular brand of crazy requires; although gotta say, this one is less what I'd call 'fun.'

[Cigarette? Or just bang her head into the wall a few times?]

But trust me Wilson, I'm reading you loud and clear now. You want to be friends anymore? Fine. Forget about Sunday; just stay home and wallow in your own misery, like every other night.

[ikonsuit]

We were never friends. What aren't you getting about this?

( Whatever he's cooking up is put on hold. He's leaning against his counter now, glaring out into the streets of New Jersey. )

...What are you doing at Mask's party, anyway? You wanna walk into a trap to prove a point? Sionis doesn't even like you. ( Slade isn't sure that guy likes anyone besides that one face-cutting guy. The fact that he's inviting anybody to anything should raise some flags. )

[fantabulousandwich]

Oh no, no no. [The laughter is trying to well up in her throat, and if Harley loses it now, while he can hear it, she'll never forgive herself. She shoves her white-knuckled fist against the rough brick in front of her, pressing hard just to feel the scrape of it on her skin.]

Don't try to pretend you care now, Wilson, not when you've done such a good job explaining that I'm nothing but contemptible trash clinging to you because I can't stand on my own. You stay out of my apartment, and you stay the fuck out of my business from now on.

[Now she hangs up. Because she's about three seconds from screaming with laughter and punching the wall, and bedamned if she'll give him the ammunition.]