Too Good For This World
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Thread Topic: Too Good For This World
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"You could move in with me-" Matthew blurted out, cutting himself off when his uncle gave him a stern glare.
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(Ngl I read that and busted out laughing)
"I-" Morrigan didn't quite know what to say. "I'll be fine- I mean maybe not-um..." Morrigan took a deep breath. "I don't want to put you in any more danger." -
(lmao)
"Oh, okay," Matthew said with a tone of disappointment. "Well, I'm glad you're okay." -
B-But I'm not ok...that's my point. Also, why does he sound disappointed?
"I'm just gonna pretend I'm ok...It's kinda how I function." Morrigan said sarcastically, laughing. -
"Are you not okay?" Matthew said. "Sorry, I thought you said you were. God, I'm such an idiot."
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"You are NOT an idiot, I'm just incapable of speaking clearly. I mean, if I said I was ok, I'd technically be lying. I'm just trying to think of a way to keep myself and everyone else safe...maybe I just have to leave. Move to another city for the millionth time." Morrigan said sadly.
She put Matther on speaker and set the phone on the desk. She picked up a pencil and a sketchbook and started drawing. -
"No!" Matthew blurted out again. "I mean, please don't move, uh, I could probably find you a place to stay, my uncle could pull some strings?" He said, looking over at his uncle, who mouthed: No.
Aw, please?
His uncle went to open his mouth, but the pleading look on Matthew face made him pause.
I'll look into it. -
(Matthew went from sophisticated/yet playful college guy to lovesick dork Lmfao)
Why doesn't he want me to leave? Literally being associated with me could have gotten him killed earlier! "I-I guess that'll work? I don't want either of you to trouble yourselves with my crap...you don't have to do anything." Morrigan said. She kept drawing, the sound of the pencil on paper soothed her. Or was it Matthew that soothed her? She couldn't tell. -
(fr lmao)
"No! No- seriously, it's no trouble at all, don't worry," Matthew said with a smile. His uncle scoffed, rolling his eyes from his seat beside Matthew. -
(LMFAO Dude Matthew's uncle hates her already like BRUH)
"A-Are you sure?? I swear I'll just be a bother man..." Morrigan trailed off. She really, REALLY didn't want to bother him. Suddenly Morrigan yelled because the pencil slipped and cut the inside of her hand. "AHHH God damnnit! I'm a f***ing clutz!" -
"Yes, I'm positive, stop worrying," Matthew said, jumping when she swore. "What's wrong? What happened?"
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"I accidentally cut myself for about the 5th time today...I first wire clippers, then scissors, then twice with glass, and now a f***ing pencil." She sighed. "And No, I don't stop worrying about anything. In general."
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"You poor thing," Matthew said with a frown. "Well, your not a problem, I promise. And even if you were, I wouldn't want to risk losing a friend of mine."
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"I honestly can't decide if I should be p**sed at you for calling me a 'poor thing' or if I should be flattered at that last bit...I'm genuinely not sure!" Morrigan said with a laugh. "But thank you. It means so much."
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"You can be both," Matthew said with a chuckle. "Sorry, pet names just come out sometimes when I start getting close to people. If you don't like it, just tell me."
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