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[depthlesslock]

[Hey, this is York. M'not around right now so leave a message.

If this is a client, please leave your details and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

If this is one of the others, I'll get back to you whenever.

If it's Florida, I didn't do it.
 

Aaaand if it's anyone else... Just leave a message. I'll get back to you if I recognise you. Or even if I don't, and you sound cute.]

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[depthlesslock]

Then I hope the guy's legit.

...I never hated you.

[protective_logic]

Tell me, honestly tell me, that you weren't mad when I left Maine.

[depthlesslock]

I was upset, but I wasn't mad. And I was more upset for you than with you.

[protective_logic]

I have trouble believing you, York. A lot of it. Everyone was mad at me for that. Even I wasn't exempt from anger at it.

Don't lie to me. I don't need people who lie to me to spare feelings I would much rather not possess.

[depthlesslock]

I don't remember being angry. I just remember being worried about both of you. If I was angry at anyone, it was at myself for not being more with it for that conversation we had in the kit-shen. If I'd been able to think better, I might have come up with the answer I found later and maybe this wouldn't have happened.

[protective_logic]

Don't give me ifs. They do me no good. Just...

TC flirts. he'll always do that. See if he tries more.

[depthlesslock]

Sorry.

Okay. I will.

[protective_logic]

I lost everything that day, York. Not even a month and...

I just want to put it behind me.

[depthlesslock]

You di-

I understand. I hope this works out for you.

[protective_logic]

I lost the man I love, by my own actions. I lost my future, York. My heart and my will to continue. If the children weren't...

I just want a friend who is mine. I need someone who is mine. Who I don't have to share with my family and who won't be a danger to them and who can... make me forget how much I hate myself.

[depthlesslock]

You're right, I'm sorry. It was just the phrasing, but that's not for me to... Lost the word. I'm sorry, Delta.

I hope you can find it in this guy.

[protective_logic]

For a few minutes when we're around each other, it isn't so bad. It hurts a little less.

Five minutes in a week, and the moments I lay in his arms and... it's all I have anymore.

[depthlesslock]

Oh, D.

What's happening in a week?

[protective_logic]

You misunderstand. For five minutes a week, just five, he manages to find some way to make me smile or laugh or so flustered that I forget who I am. I can pretend I'm a normal person.

I want that to be real. Honest. Fair. Five minutes isn't too much to ask for.

[depthlesslock]

Oh. Christ, Delta. Of course it isn't mut-sh to ask for, really you should be getting more.

[protective_logic]

I no longer aspire to more.

[depthlesslock]

That doesn't mean you shouldn't get it.

[protective_logic]

My job, my purpose, is to support my younger brothers.

[depthlesslock]

Christ, D, I know how important they are to you, but that doesn't mean you get no life other than to look after them.