This isn't your afterlife, [ and she says that with a very gentle sort of look, but it's certainly direct ] this is the gas station. Tell me about the mess?
[There are a couple of false starts and then he shakes his head.]
I don't even know where to begin. I don't do relationships. Have a couple of people I've been sleeping with, but it ain't like you can avoid them forever, right? Not here.
[ That is a slow nod because yeah, the closed quarters definitely makes things awkward. And she follows that up with another nod, more wry this time. ]
Relationships are a lot. It's never really been something I'm good at either. I don't even know how I'd handle something like that here.
So... [ she's parsing this with a bit more vocabulary, vocabulary she had to learn herself- ] you're in an open relationship. But you'd like to close the relationship.
Have you talked to them about the possibility of closing the relationship? That that's something you would?
[ She's going to look him right in the face, and it doesn't have the nuclear warhead levels of penetration that her grandfather had, but it's not without it's own gentle power. ]
If you two were exclusive... how happy would you be?
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[He pauses immediately after he says it, realizing who he's talking to, and groans.]
Not like that. It's just - fuck. It's not shit I'm used to talking about.
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[ Which is all she's going to say. Her eyes, however, are asking him to let her help.]
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I don't even know where to begin. I don't do relationships. Have a couple of people I've been sleeping with, but it ain't like you can avoid them forever, right? Not here.
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Relationships are a lot. It's never really been something I'm good at either. I don't even know how I'd handle something like that here.
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[He waves a hand.]
Aren't you married?
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And? [ she shakes her head ] David and I try pretty hard to make what we have work. 'Just sex' is a lot easier.
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[Well, color him surprised.]
Until it ain't.
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[ Peeeeeer. ]
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So then you just want to be - friends, whatever the hell that means. But it doesn't work out, either. So now you're - something else.
But it doesn't matter because you're both dead.
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Look pretty alive to me right now. Never heard of a dead guy with relationship problems. So moving on from that-
[ She tilts her head. ]
What happened with 'friends'?
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So now we sleep together, they don't leave right away, and the whole thing just isn't about sex.
They sleep with who they want. I guess I can do the same thing.
Not really into it.
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Have you talked to them about the possibility of closing the relationship? That that's something you would?
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It's fine. Fuck. It's alright. It's just - stupid. Like I said.
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It's not fine if you're 'not really into it', Jacob. You're not fixing the problem.
[ She'll sip her own coffee. ]
I think you'd be surprised if you told them, though. They might want the same thing you do and be too afraid to ask.
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The risk is not worth the possible.
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The bigger risk is not saying something. People aren't blind, Jacob. They sense when someone's not happy.
Better they think you're not happy sharing them than that you're not happy with them.
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I'm as happy as I'm gonna be. This is more than I fucking deserve anyway.
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If you two were exclusive... how happy would you be?
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Don't know. It won't last, Saga. They aren't the sort. And I'm a mess. They can have anyone they want. They don't want just me.
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What about you offering to go closed on your end? Let them know that they're the only person you really want.
Give them something to think about.
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Yeah, maybe.
Means I'm giving up on a threesome with someone else.
[That is said with a laugh as he tries to claw his way out of self hatem.]
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Threesomes are overrated. It all sounds way sexier than it really is half the time.
...somebody's arm always ends up asleep. [ Headshake. ]
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You've been in the wrong ones. You don't even know who I'm talking about anyway.
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