I've apparently been evading taxes for 80 years and they want me to declare my secret stash of Nazi gold that's so secret I know nothing about it. Know any accountants who have this kind of experience?
Wow. Look at you, already speaking like a true politician.
For real? Or is that what the trolls and conspiracy theorists are saying on the Internet? You don't only need an accountant, you also need a lawyer. That's libel. We could try Matt, actually.
[ Everything special about you came out of a bottle, Tony once snarked at her, and it still lives rent-free in her head. She has complicated feelings about her body. ]
Yeah, I know. Saw the one about us being secretly married? Guess they'll be coming for my ass for the Nazi gold too.
Of course I did. Just didn't think I'd live long enough to find someone who'll take me. I'm kind of a handful. Lots of baggage. Just a different kind now.
[How he could not is going to be one of the bigger mysteries of the multiverse. He just never got the signs. Too distracted looking elsewhere maybe, to have ever noticed the good things he keeps leaving behind.]
What are you talking about? You are everything I want and need and could ever hope for.
[ This is definitely not a conversation to be had over something as impersonal as text, but she knows what it's like to feel that she's not good enough. That's why she's never said anything. He deserves better than her. She started believing that before the serum, and it's never gone away. ]
So did I. Didn't think it was worth bringing up and risk losing you as a friend, if that was all you would have me as anyway.
I just want you to be happy, even if it's not with me, you know? So... don't feel like you have to do anything about this, okay? Unless you gotta cancel dinner now because I made things awkward and you need space or something. Sorry.
[ But she hopes he doesn't cancel on her exhibit. It's him she wants the most to be there, because she wouldn't have had the courage to pursue her art if not for him. That's just the latest in the list of things she couldn't have done without him. ]
Why? You wouldn't have. We made a promise to each other.
I am happy. With you. And we both need to eat, apparently. And I [Don't particularly want to talk about anything, really. But they should probably talk about this. Otherwise they will end up sitting there staring at each other or worse - frantically try to use the phone like boomers trying to consult the google how to get blue cheese sauce out of interlocking vibranium plates.]
Yeah. A promise as friends. Why risk changing that, when you weren't interested in me anyway? At least I would still have you.
[ She thinks any interest he has in her now is because 1) the serum has made her better, and, 2) there aren't exactly a lot of options in their age bracket. ]
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Is it?
You just gotta hire an accountant. I can't bust you out if you go to jail for that.
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I've apparently been evading taxes for 80 years and they want me to declare my secret stash of Nazi gold that's so secret I know nothing about it. Know any accountants who have this kind of experience?
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For real? Or is that what the trolls and conspiracy theorists are saying on the Internet? You don't only need an accountant, you also need a lawyer. That's libel.
We could try Matt, actually.
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They say a lot of things on the internet about me, about you. A lawyer can't fix the internet. We just have to not care.
But I guess we need lawyers for everything these days. Especially when we're probably on the mayor's shitlist. Do you have his number?
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[ Everything special about you came out of a bottle, Tony once snarked at her, and it still lives rent-free in her head. She has complicated feelings about her body. ]
Yeah, I know. Saw the one about us being secretly married? Guess they'll be coming for my ass for the Nazi gold too.
Hang on, gimme a sec.
[ Matt's contact details follow. ]
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You ever thought about it? The big day with flowers and dresses and whatever. Half a dog and three picket fences.
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Gonna have to settle for the dog, I guess.
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Everyone comes with lots of baggage.
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Besides, anyone interested is half my age, and anyone my age is in a care home or not interested.
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You want me to go talk some sense into him?
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[ ... way to go, Stephanie. She can just take this back and say it's a joke, right? ]
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Oh
[#nailedit]
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[ Oh God please don't be mad. This is why she's never said anything. ]
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[How he could not is going to be one of the bigger mysteries of the multiverse. He just never got the signs. Too distracted looking elsewhere maybe, to have ever noticed the good things he keeps leaving behind.]
Sorry.
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morebetter[...]enough.
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[ This is definitely not a conversation to be had over something as impersonal as text, but she knows what it's like to feel that she's not good enough. That's why she's never said anything. He deserves better than her. She started believing that before the serum, and it's never gone away. ]
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I thought you just [...] never saw me that way.
[And not really on her to say anything or worth them lamenting what did or didn't happen 80 years ago.]
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I just want you to be happy, even if it's not with me, you know? So... don't feel like you have to do anything about this, okay? Unless you gotta cancel dinner now because I made things awkward and you need space or something. Sorry.
[ But she hopes he doesn't cancel on her exhibit. It's him she wants the most to be there, because she wouldn't have had the courage to pursue her art if not for him. That's just the latest in the list of things she couldn't have done without him. ]
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I am happy. With you. And we both need to eat, apparently. And I [Don't particularly want to talk about anything, really. But they should probably talk about this. Otherwise they will end up sitting there staring at each other or worse - frantically try to use the phone like boomers trying to consult the google how to get blue cheese sauce out of interlocking vibranium plates.]
think we should [...] talk
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[ She thinks any interest he has in her now is because 1) the serum has made her better, and, 2) there aren't exactly a lot of options in their age bracket. ]
I'm just cleaning up. I'll be ready in 15, tops.