Title: Lost and Lonely
Description: Carol
Wolverine - May 8, 2012 05:45 PM (GMT)
>> Hey sunshine.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 05:51 PM (GMT)
>> Hey yourself.
>> Wow, it's kind of late. What if I'd been asleep? Or busy seducing your friends or something? Wolverine - May 8, 2012 05:56 PM (GMT)
>> You've never slept well.
>> I knew you'd be up.
>> Can't be.
>> Aiden's somewhere behind me, and he's already all tied up in Oreo.
>> Ain't no one else at that place my 'friend' darling.
>> Just you.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 06:00 PM (GMT)
>> That's going to take a lot of getting used to. You knowing more about me than I do.
>> (I'll survive, though.)
>> Now you're just being maudlin. Plenty of people like you. The redhaired chick seemed PLENTY friendly.
>> ...so I'm guessing the whole 'bros before hos' thing hasn't been working out all that well for you, huh? Wolverine - May 8, 2012 07:42 PM (GMT)
>> People are friendly enough, sure.
>> But I just ain't the friend having type.
>> Nope. Been pretty shitty over here.
>> We're heading back.
>> Home.
>> Shit. I should probably text Laura.
>> That makes it even more fucked up.
>> Her and Ro have always been close.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 07:51 PM (GMT)
>> If you can make friends with an amnesiac (re-make friends?) surely you can make friends with anyone.
>> Okay, so humour me here, just while I try to get things straight.
>> 'Ro' is your complicated not-woman.
>> Aiden is your friend. The one she loves.
>> Laura is your daughter, who's close with your not-woman.
>> And instead of talking to any of them anymore, you're texting me. The chick who doesn't remember you, but you remember all too much of.
>> ...and I thought MY life was complicated. Wolverine - May 8, 2012 08:08 PM (GMT)
>> It's not that. It's me trusting people.
>> I just don't.
>> You though. I do. Know you're good for it.
>> Yes, yes, and yes.
>> Who am I supposed to be talking to?
>> Laura. She was raised rough. And she sees things differently. It makes interactions with her hard sometimes.
>> Aiden and I did talk, but that sure as shit didn't go well.
>> And I told Ro what I had to tell her. That I loved her.
>> It's been two days.
>> Haven't heard from her since.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 08:11 PM (GMT)
>> Well, you did kind of head straight to Atlantic City.
>> I mean, she still should have called or something, but both of you leaving? Together? I wouldn't know what the hell to do either.
>> You gonna talk to her when you get back? Wolverine - May 8, 2012 08:23 PM (GMT)
>> Never said I was the smartest man in the world darling.
>> And I ain't blaming her or anything.
>> She just, I sent her a text to let her know what was up, and I've gotten nothing back.
>> I wish you could know me like I know you.
>> It's so nice to know anyone though. Like this. More than just a couple years of my life.
>> Shitty that I've got to trade it for not being remembered.
>> I'm gonna leave her be.
>> I told her she had to make a choice.
>> And, well, I can't stop thinking about what you said last night.
>> I love her. God knows I do. More than any person I ever have.
>> Or ever will.
>> But maybe loving her isn't the best thing to do.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 08:28 PM (GMT)
>> ...you know I'm sorry about that. The not remembering thing.
>> And, honest to God, James, if I can find the people who did this and make them fix me in the head, we can have a solid week of catching up. I swear.
>> But right now, I'm more worried about YOU and this...I don't even know what to call it.
>> I'm no specialist, James. It's not as if I can actually remember what it's like to love someone.
>> It's very easy for an empty person to tell you what to do, but maybe my advice isn't the best. Wolverine - May 8, 2012 08:51 PM (GMT)
>> No blame. It's just fucked up. Gain one thing. Loose another.
>> You have any idea how much of my life I've spent looking for these fuckers?
>> Almost as much as I have working for them.
>> Don't know if I wanna waste anymore of what I got left on them.
>> Chuck'll figure out your head.
>> Now that he's back. He'll fix everything.
>> You know what it's like to be loved, though.
>> Empty ain't the right word, sunshine.
>> Even with everything all locked up tight in your head, empty wouldn't be the word I'd use.
>> I just gotta stop being such a pansy about all this mess.
>> What'll happen will happen.
>> And in the end it'll all even out.
>> Always does. Always will.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 09:03 PM (GMT)
>> ...hey, James?
>> If it doesn't work out with this woman, or with anything, and you leave.
>> Can I come?
Wolverine - May 8, 2012 09:05 PM (GMT)
>> That a question you think you need to ask?
>> I've found you again, Carol.
>> After loosing you and myself.
>> Ain't never gonna loose you again.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 09:10 PM (GMT)
>> Just checking.
>> It's not as if I belong here, or anywhere really, but you're the next best thing I have to knowing who I am.
>> Guess you'll have to do the remembering for the both of us.
>> Also, no way am I letting anyone called 'Chuck' anywhere near my brain. That's probably similar to how all of this started in the first place. Wolverine - May 8, 2012 09:15 PM (GMT)
>> I guess that's another way we're alike.
>> Neither of us really belong anywhere.
>> But I'll always be here for you no matter what.
>> Closer than I have been in the past few days too.
>> We're gonna land in a few. You busy? I bought a stack of Bogart movies at some strip mall in Jersey.
>> Thought we could watch them together.
>> Got your presents, too.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 09:18 PM (GMT)
>> I don't know, are you going to be as depressing in person as via text?
>> You need to warn me if you're gonna cry on me or whatever so I can bring kleenex.
>> I only have the one shirt and if you ruin it with your woman-tears, I'm stealing one of yours to make up for it. Wolverine - May 8, 2012 09:22 PM (GMT)
>> I save my woman tears for Oreo.
>> Or Aiden when he's being really tender.
>> You keep sassing me though, and I'll give your gifts to red.
Warbird - May 8, 2012 09:28 PM (GMT)
>> All three of you sound crazy and I'm steering well clear of it.
>> And hey, no, gimme. I want my loot.
>> I imagine my rooms are more comfortable than army digs anyway, so come by. It'll be nice to talk to someone who doesn't just stare at me when I accidentally call you James. 