Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost, 'Who put these bodies between us?'

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Hei and Misaki are at the bar, because apparently that the Place To Be for disfunctional couples. But they aren't hanging all over each other, flirting, kissing, or talking about the kids. They are sitting as far apart as possible while still remaining in the same space. Misaki sits in a booth, flushed, staring into space. Hei is at the bar facing the opposite direction, drink in hand. Bandaged hand; he appears to have torn it up rather badly.


Reality sucks sometimes.]





[[Experiment end]]

Comments

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

...Misaki?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

What?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

What happened? I can to guess, but I prefer you just tell me.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Why? Is it supposed to be cathartic, saying things out loud, admitting them to others?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Sometimes it works that way. Sometimes it just lets you get a better handle on things by going through them out loud.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Liptwitch. She dun wanna.]

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Of course you could hold it all inside if you want...but would that really be good for you?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

What would be good for me is this place not turning my life on its head every other week.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

I think everyone here would agree with you there.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

So why hasn't anyone done anything? [And that's snapped, almost shouted, with a palm slamming down on the table.]