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[catchacold]

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[catchacold]

I know, but she's young. She relates everything and everyone to herself.

[Leonard shrugs, not going down the Lisa path more than necessary. Lisa before the awful relationships and drugs and everything else she's done for a while. Though she's come back around. His sister will be fine, even without him.

She'd have to be.]

If it scared her, she understands pretty well.

[boilover]

That's what I'm hoping. I think she was trying to get in my head and get what I'm like. Nice gesture but kinda dumb. I ain't anyone a girl like that should know.

[He wasn't a good person.

Or at least, he didn't feel like a good person. He mostly just felt like a bit of a loser. He used to think of himself as a bad person but these days, he didn't really do that right.]

She needs a better role model. Like you. You ain't perfect but you hide it better.

[catchacold]

I'm better at faking. You're actually better.

[Leonard reaches out to swipe some crumbs from Mick's lower lip with his thumb, letting his hand linger on the side of his face.]

But it ain't a contest. It's you and me, Mick. Guess she'll have us both. Just wait till you meet her best friend.

[boilover]

I ain't better. You're the hero, I'm the fuck up. Remember?

[Leonard was the one who died saving everyone, Mick was the one who became a brainwashed bounty hunter. He looks at Leonard and rolls his eyes, knowing that matter who was worse, they'd end up doing it as a team. They usually did. Especially now.]

Nope. Nu-uh, no more kids. I ain't playing babysitter any more.

[catchacold]

No, that ain't what I remember.

[He just smirks in answer to the protest and slowly pulls his hand back, fingers curling in on themselves.]

Go brush your teeth and take a shower. You're killing the reunion vibe.

[boilover]

The shower is all the way over there.

[Mick gestures vaguely.]

Don't wanna. [There's a beat.] You can't make me.

[catchacold]

[That's a challenge.

He can take that on.]

Right.

[He rolls over on his back and sits up a little, leaning on his elbows and looking over at Mick.]

Might join.

[boilover]

[Blank face.

He will resist





Damn.] Cheater.

[catchacold]

[What can he do but smirk?]

Guilty.

[boilover]

Hnnn.

[Mick frowns and with great effort, gets to his feet and treks to the shower, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it lazily on the floor, already dropping his pants.]

Like I care. We're all winners here.

[catchacold]

[Leonard sits up, hands on the mattress, legs folded, eyes following Mick as he makes his way to the shower.]

I'll say.

[And that's that.]