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[alwaysimpure]

shop closde tooday du/e tos icnkess

no need to commme yb

[That's what it looks like when a drunk wizards without any grip of technology is trying to write text messages.

He sucks at it and he doesn't even care.]

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[easy_a]

Or it might get him to stop. I don't think it would hurt to try. It just sucks that I'm the last to learn again that one of my friends -one from home, at that- is treating you like shit.

...Look, we'll figure out something, yeah? If you're really that worried about Rudy bothering you or your friends, I can come get you and them and we'll camp out at mine. Say it's a dinner for me to meet them or something; not sure how we'd explain you being pissed, but we can make up an excuse.

Or I can make Rudy stay the night and keep an eye on him. I know he'd run over in a heartbeat, so it wouldn't be hard.

...Er, probably shouldn't ask you while you're drunk, but seeing as you're my boyfriend and Rudy's my friend, I should be helping out somehow.

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[alwaysimpure]

[He's quiet for a while, mostly because he's drunk and his head is buzzing and he wants to make sense of all she's saying before replying.]

I don't want him staying the night at your place. [Ever, really.] But... That's sweet. Really sweet. Thank you. I'll figure it out, love. Promise.

And I'll make all this bullshit up to you somehow.

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[easy_a]

...If that's wot you want. But if you want help later, let me know, yeah?

[At this point, it feels like all she can really do is offer alternatives.]

You better. Just fix shit with James and his girl first; that takes priority right now. [She'll deal with Rudy somehow.]