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Lillian put a hand on her forehead, "Yeah. Fine. Just old shit coming back to rear it's ugly head."
“Maybe it just doesn’t like being called ugly,” he joked.
Lillian put a hand on her forehead, "Yeah. Fine. Just old shit coming back to rear it's ugly head."
“Maybe it just doesn’t like being called ugly,” he joked.
“I’m weird and now you’re stuck with me,”
"Is that such a bad thing though?"
Lillian giggled slightly, "Maybe. Can we just cuddle?"
Darren smiled kindly, “Of course. I’m just gonna go to the bathroom first,”
“I’m weird and now you’re stuck with me,”
"Is that such a bad thing though?"
“Not for me. For you? Maybe,”
"Nah, I think it's a good thing." She kissed his cheek lightly.
Lillian nodded as she smiled slightly back, "Go do what you need to babe."
Darren chuckled and kissed her cheek, before making his way to the bathroom.
"Nah, I think it's a good thing." She kissed his cheek lightly.
“If you say so. Muahaha, she’s fallen for my tricks,”
"Oh no, whatever will I do?" She gasped overdramatically.
Darren chuckled and kissed her cheek, before making his way to the bathroom.
Lillian smiled and laid back on the couch with her hands on her face. She was such a fucking idiot, god damn it all.
"Oh no, whatever will I do?" She gasped overdramatically.
"Not a divorce hopefully," he sighed.
Darren chuckled and kissed her cheek, before making his way to the bathroom.
Lillian smiled and laid back on the couch with her hands on her face. She was such a fucking idiot, god damn it all.
Darren returned, still super confused on what was happening. He picked her up a little and slid to lay under her, "What's wrong?"
"Seeing my mom fucked with my head," Lillian muttered, "And now everything I built up against those thoughts has gone down the drain. Yippee!"
"Oh," Darren nodded, "I get it, it's okay though," he rubbed her hand lightly.
Lillian sighed and nuzzled against him removing her hands from her face, "I know it is, it doesn't feel like it though."
(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH)
(What?)
"Hmm," Darren made a puzzled face, "How can we make things feel okay?"
(What?)
(Cam isn't here and… COOOOOOOOOOOOOOPER)
"Just stay with me, it'll pass eventually," Lillian sighed.
(Oh yeah. Also I'm officially sick! Wheeeeeeeee)
(What kind of sick?)
(Gut stabbing vomitty sick.)
"Just stay with me, it'll pass eventually," Lillian sighed.
"Okay," He nodded, "In better news, I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. They'll tell me if the cancer is back or not," With that thought, he shoved his hand further under his leg. God, he hated that stupid shaky hand.
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