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EB: ...you can't sleep either, huh?
EB: i mean, if you're even there. i guess you could've forgotten to sign out.
TT: It's safe to say the Sandman has not cared to drop by.
EB: i knew it. that son of a bitch.
EB: but so much for sleeping on... everything, i guess.
EB: i don't know about you, but i'm wide awake...
TT: I don't feel any inclination towards slumber, either.
EB: yeah.
EB: ...so...
EB: we could always just talk until one or both of us falls asleep on our keyboard.
EB: if you want. like if you could use the company.
EB: sometimes that makes it easier to drift off, you know?
EB: but i don't know. maybe not.
TT: I could think of worse things to lull us to our sleep.
EB: yeah, true.
EB: ...hey, rose?
TT: Yes?
EB: i'm really sorry for everything i said earlier.
EB: and just everything.
EB: i'm sorry stuff went so bad, especially after we really haven't been dating long...
EB: or "hadn't." because i have to admit i'm pretty stumped about what tense to use there.
EB: aaaand you're not convincing me any time soon that it wasn't at least seventy five percent my fault, sorry.
TT: There's no reason to change your original tense at the moment.
EB: good.
EB: i already feel a lot better, just reading that, heheh.
EB: i mean, the "at the moment" part i'm a little not so hot feeling about, but.
EB: wow that sure was a sentence.
EB: not so hot feeling about. i am the scholar. it's me.
TT: I specified since we are presently in a state of thinking things through, casting our relationship into a state of flux.
TT: However,
TT: I don't really care for the idea of... changing tenses, either.
TT: For the record, I apologize for everything I've said, too.
TT: As well as everything.
EB: hmmm... yyyyyeah, i'm afraid thaaat...
EB: ...i accept your apology in full.
TT: Well then. I have no choice but to do the same.
EB: (only about a second of suspense. see, i am learning.)
EB: but!
EB: okay, it's like...
EB: bluh, one sec, i should probably try to wrangle my thoughts first.
EB: sorry about that.
TT: I understand.
EB: i thought that after we'd known each other for a while...
EB: and after we'd been through a lot together, like literally the end of the world!
EB: that for one, you'd kinda know by now how to tell whether or not i'm orchestrating a dastardly plan of some kind or another...
EB: and also that i like you WAY too much to, well...
EB: all the stuff you accused me of, frankly.
EB: and that's really REALLY worrying?
EB: because it means you either don't have much faith in me, or don't know me all that well after all. i'm really not trying to be harsh! but that's how it comes across.
EB: and even MORE worrying?
EB: it makes me think that YOU think...
EB: that you don't deserve all that. :(
EB: like that nobody COULD mean it when they do things to show how proud they are of being your, well...
EB: your boyfriend.
EB: like it still feels weird in a kind of amazing way to even type or read or say that word, pff.
EB: because i am really proud of it! i'm preeeetty much blown out of the water that you decided, yes, that total awkward dork over there? that is the man for me. yes sir-ee.
EB: and i don't know what i could say by now to convince you that i'm being honest. :( because if you're hell bent on thinking that, which no offense but that's ANOTHER THING that rings sort of true these days, then you'll just interpret all this as another bunch of lies.
EB: and then we're back where we started in this whole mess, all over again.
EB: but here i go. saying it one more time. just in case it sticks this time!
EB: rose.
EB: rose, i love you.
EB: i think you're the most amazing girl in the universe, and if anybody could know that for a fact, it'd be us, right?
EB: i love you so much. i know i'm not the best at expressing that.
EB: not by a long shot! and my screwing that up totally has been a thing that's happened a lot.
EB: but...
EB: can you believe me?
EB: please?
TT: John, I think you need the proper perspective on this.
TT: I appreciate everything you said,
TT: And I can believe that you are being sincere when you say it.
TT: And you were right. I haven't trusted your motivations recently because of certain events and partly because of the way you had been acting.
TT: Here is the first thing that concerns me.
TT: You seem to believe that you are somehow beneath me, in regards to referring to yourself in less than complimentary terms. I assure you that it's not true.
TT: How many times do I have to tell you how much you mean to me?
EB: but when you keep getting angry and suspicious when i tell YOU how much you mean to me, i kind of can't help it! like...
EB: of course i'm going to wonder if i can ever do anything right.
EB: when it comes to you, anyway. :(
EB: and obviously i HAVE been doing SOMETHING wrong?
EB: so, yeah, after a while i started being all worried that maybe i'm just irreparably shitty at this.
EB: and kinda paranoid that i was gonna hurt your feelings and wouldn't realize it until it was way way too late.
EB: or just too much for it to ever...
EB: be okay again.
TT: That brings me to my second point.
TT: I wish that you would take for granted that I care about you.
TT: And that I won't turn and run away at the first sign that your cheerful demeanor is not entirely indestructible, or some of your ideas not quite kind or well thought-out.
TT: It's... interesting that you mention that you've considered that I don’t really know you all that well.
TT: Also that you feel as though I lack faith in you.
EB: "interesting"?
TT: We've scarcely been apart since we were ten years old, albeit via electronic means almost exclusively for much of the while.
TT: Whether this was prompted by the onset of realization that we were in fact dating, or my reaction to your... escapade the other night...
TT: Your actions and words have been... canned.
TT: Your magic act the other night was a departure from your prior efforts, to say the least.
EB: ...yeah, i'm not even gonna make excuses for that.
EB: iiiiit was pretty painful to watch, wasn't it. :(
TT: It inspired some feelings.
EB: heh.
EB: i haven't ever really shown any of you a whole lot of magic! and it's one of those things you say is especially endearing.
EB: so i thought you'd like that, except it was right after... other stuff.
EB: soooooo...
TT: I know. I understand now that I have been exceedingly presumptuous, and that it is precisely because I know you that I shouldn't have assumed the worst.
TT: That said,
TT: You've been telling me you're fine and there is nothing to worry about long after it's become obvious that you have doubts or fears sometimes.
TT: That sometimes you've felt insecure or unsure of how to proceed in our relationship.
TT: Only to get angry when I don't quite manage to read your mind perfectly.
TT: You're much more inscrutable than you think you are.
TT: I want to trust you. More, indeed, than I have ever wanted most things.
TT: Or... anything, if we are being honest.
TT: But this has been hard on me, too.
TT: Your appreciation of me, though I now realize its essential sincerity, remains hyperbolic.
TT: My apparent status in your eyes in addition to your assertions that I can handle myself have... prompted me to cast doubts on whether I can live up to your expectations after all.
TT: And on whether you can ever conceive of "deserving" me, or the tranquil assumption that if I were given the choice between you and anyone in this universe, I would never hesitate to choose you.
TT: That being said, if it came down to this alternate version of yourself and the one without the pretense - the one I intended to date in the first place - then likewise, I would always choose the latter.
TT: That boy is genuine, exuberant, occasionally crass, hopelessly clumsy, and indescribably precious to me.
TT: And I haven't seen him in weeks.
TT: I miss him.
TT: I just need you to trust me with your real self.
EB: ...i can do that.
EB: and if i'm not really terrible at going out with you after all...
EB: then.
EB: i'd like to. keep doing that.
EB: if you want.
TT: John, let me make this perfectly clear.
TT: You are one of the most amazing, unforgettable people I have ever met.
TT: And I love you.
TT: So you can safely assume I would like the same.
EB: then i have only one thing left to say.
EB: and that thing is this.
EB: :DE
TT: :DE
EB: aaaaaand i guess also this too.
EB: <3
TT: <3
TT: (:*E)
EB: :*E :*E :*E :*E
EB: (they're everywhere!!!!)
TT: (Invasion of the tentakisses.)
EB: (strangely, i can't say i'm all that interested in fighting them off! hmmmmm. most mysterious.)
EB: (MOST PERPLEXING.)
TT: (I guess we'll just have to surrender.)
EB: (i am okay with that. :DE )
TT: (Likewise. ;)E)
EB: oh!!!
TT: Yes?
EB: you got that package, right?
EB: i pray the red flippy lever dealie did not lead you amiss!
TT: I did.
EB: great!
EB: how do you like it?
EB: i thought you'd probably be able to pick it up pretty quickly, haha.
EB: metaphorically speaking. and also literally. it's pretty little.
TT: It is a truly amazing gift.
EB: ;OE
EB: i try.
TT: You succeed.
EB: 8DE
TT: :)E
EB: it's official then! next time we see each other in person.
EB: jam sessions.
EB: we're making it hapen.
EB: the world famous ukulele person/violinist and pianist duo, rose lalonde and john egbert. your name comes first, this is not up for debate.
EB: world fame. galaxy fame!
EB: ...oooooor we could just sit around your house creating the most unhealthy jams requiring mandatory hospital stays, as dave might possibly say, or some silly long winded variation.
EB: because that sounds pretty nice too.
TT: Either scenario sounds perfectly acceptable.
EB: it could be my house too. ;)E
TT: Scandal!
TT: ;)E
EB: i know!! what intrigue!
EB: we are such...
EB: such rogues? such...
EB: bluh, anyway. people that do scandalous things.
EB: that is us.
EB: and speaking of that it's kinda... wow.
TT: I can hear birds.
EB: wow uh the sky was not that light when we started talking.
EB: and i'm sort of not in an exactly totally healthy posture here.
EB: but i don't want to go to bed. :(E
EB: bluhhh.
EB: it's pretty much 1000000% less appealing when if i stay here i get to talk to you.
EB: and just be with you, right now. i know that's corny, but it's true.
TT: Going to bed seems a worse evil than staying here, I'll admit.
TT: Perhaps we should be rogues.
EB: and stay awake indefinitely?
TT: You read my mind.
EB: who is the mind reader here anyway? :PE
EB: maybe you are just rubbing off on me.
EB: which i am also okay with, btw.
TT: Good, because I have further plans along the same lines.
EB: gasp!
TT: I hope you know what you've gotten yourself into, John.
EB: sadly, my mind readery abilities have not progressed that far.
EB: i'm still new at this!
TT: Fortunately, I can tell you exactly what fate you've saddled yourself with.
EB: hmmm...
EB: it's tempting!
EB: but i'm up for being surprised too.
TT: All right. Then let's find out together.
EB: :DE sounds good to me!
EB: but i guess if you're going to implement said mysterious plans...
EB: sleep might be a good idea after all. 8(E and then i won't have to wait around awake the whole ENTIRE time to find out the nature of the mysterious plans.
EB: muuuuuch as i wish i weren't suggesting it.
EB: or...
EB: feeling like i should.
EB: but we'll both be around tomorrow, right?
TT: Indeed we shall.
EB: or later today, i guess.
EB: technically.
EB: pff.
EB: same difference!
TT: I suppose rest would be a good idea.
EB: maybe!
EB: i will of course be looking forward to the next time we meet. ;DE
EB: and if i dream of you in the meantime, i can't say i can complain.
TT: You're not alone in that feeling.
EB: even though it isn't nearly the same, obv.
TT: It shall suffice.
EB: FOR NOW.
EB: :)E
TT: :)E
EB: you have sweet dreams too, okay?
TT: I will.
TT: Pleasant dreams to you, too.
EB: good night, rose!
EB: i love you. <3
TT: Goodnight, John.
TT: I love you, too.
TT: <3
-- ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] at 06:03 --