Reverie: IC Inbox

[donkeyballs]

 

IC INBOX
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Alright, go ahead and leave me a message, an' I'll get back to you soon as I can.

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[tumang]

[ Amos scoffs out a small laugh, before clamping a hand on Alex's shoulder, squeezing not too gently. ]

Yeah, you're deflecting again. That's not the part that matters.

[ He raises an eyebrow, looking on at Alex. ]

You ain't exactly what? Good enough? Don't give me that shit, I'll punch you.

[donkeyballs]

It ain't just that. [ It's partly that, but he knows he doesn't have a good argument for it, and he doesn't want Amos to punch him. ]

It - Amos, the look on her face? It was awful.

I already had one relationship fail. I ain't exactly keen on feelin' that all over again, if I can help it.

[tumang]

[ Amos lets out a noise. He knows that feeling - that look. He's seen it before, more than once. ]

What if it doesn't fail?

[donkeyballs]

[ Alex gave a slightly helpless sigh, looking at some vague point on the wall. ]

... You really think I'm even capable of that?

I feel like I set it up for failure before I even met her.

[tumang]

[ Amos shrugs. ]

I think so, yeah. I think you're capable of anything. You just have to believe in it.

[donkeyballs]

[ Maybe it was just the way that the sleep deprivation and music was affecting his ability to process emotions, but the easy confidence in Amos's words made almost choke up - a rush of gratitude sweeping through him. He felt very touched. ]

... Thanks, Amos.

[ There was nothing but earnestness in his voice. ]

I'll - I'll think about it. I'll figure it out.