I see myself regretting this...

[jmtooktheplanet]

1 question...
1 chance...
1 honest answer...


That's all you get. Ask me one question. Any one question, anything, no matter how crazy it is. An honest answer. No catch.

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The words young and stupid come to mind...

[jmtooktheplanet.livejournal.com]

Then why do we still feel this way? After everything why can't we make it stop?

*Because she's tried, she really has, to stop loving this man. To stop seeing his face when she closes her eyes.*

I stopped believing in destiny a long time ago.

...and grief stricken and avoidance.

[get-me-a-drink.livejournal.com]

After everything? Well, put it in perspective. We... really didn't do all that much. An' y'know Josey... once yer' in love, you don't really fall out.

[Oh it's much the same with Leonard, Jocelyn]

I didn't.

These two. So difficult.

[jmtooktheplanet.livejournal.com]

Funny. I thought I loved Clay once. That feeling seemed to vanish after a dance.

*She doesn't like this conversation in the least. It frustrates her because she knows there is no right answer or perfect solution. It's just like rubbing salt in a very deep wound.*

Then maybe I haven't quite made amends with destiny.

Indeed, indeed.

[get-me-a-drink.livejournal.com]

Yeah? I loved bein' invisible an' hiding in my school work, what a coincidence, that changed after a dance as well. An' knockin' one Clay Treadway flat on his ass.

[Chews his lower lip, then glances down. He'll just bring up that old avoidance trick again] So uh, anyways, how've ya' been?

[jmtooktheplanet.livejournal.com]

Then I guess I have more to apologize to you for than I realized.

*The slow flare of anger surprises her, and it only shines brighter when he goes for avoidance. He was the one that brought this up, he doesn't get to avoid it now that he's opened a festering wound.*

No, you don't get to do that. You don't get off that easily, Leonard McCoy. You started this. We're going to finish it.