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[soulping]

[The lights dim and you are no longer in a classroom, but a low key bar. An older gentleman from behind the counter is looking at you as if waiting for your next order. La Torre's voice comes from nowhere in particular:]

Let's pick up where we left all, shall we? You are sitting in a bar. Why are you drinking?

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[fallbymyhands]

. . . M-MY APOLOGIES, I DON'T MEAN TO. IT. . . IT SEEMS LIKE I CAN'T STOP.

[awkward yelling]

[lifehacker]

I can't believe how lucky I am to get yelled at by you.

[ Whoops, a little bit of a masochist here. ]

[fallbymyhands]

. . . PARDON ME. LUCKY?

[that is not at all what she expected him to say]

[lifehacker]

[ Lets out a weird choked sound. ]

I like you, y'know? This sadness feels kind of nice when it's you dishing it out.

[fallbymyhands]

I-- REALLY? THAT'S UNEXPECTED. . . I WOULD THINK MOST PEOPLE WOULD DISLIKE BEING YELLED AT.

[lifehacker]

Just... just step on me already. I deserve it.

[fallbymyhands]

JACK. . . I DON'T WISH TO DO YOU ANY PHYSICAL HARM.

[someone does not understand masochism]