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[viver]

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[viver]

baby?
you do miss me

[morrer]

(derogatory)

[viver]

(full of shit)

[morrer]

eat my ass

[viver]

oh if you insist

[morrer]

and this is why i love it when you run your mouth

[viver]

uh-huh
how often do you think about what i do with this mouth

[morrer]

sometimes a little too often

[viver]

no such thing for us

[morrer]

c'est la vie

[viver]

[ pretend this is in french now ]

lame
you're making me want to use it right now

[morrer]

oh?

i do have cigarettes on me

[viver]

oh good
i'm going to put one out on your eye again

[morrer]

hot
i'm going to lick your ribs

[the bones of them, specifically.]

[viver]

[ Ah. ]

you said it now you can't take it back

[morrer]

maybe the place by the boats won't cut it
motel by the place by the boats

[viver]

same room as last time?

[ There's no way they managed to get rid of the black and white bloodbath. ]

[morrer]

yeah
i'll make sure there's champagne

[viver]

missed you
you're still losing an eye

[morrer]

missed you
can't wait to crack your chest

[viver]

you want the heart fresh?

[ he'll rip this heart out and grow a new one right now he dgaf ]

[morrer]

yeah
still beating
just like i remember it

[viver]

yes, love

[morrer]

see you soon

[viver]

[ Time passes, too brief for creatures their age, too slow for creatures this hungry for one another; Zephir is at the motel by the morrow, when the sky sheds daylight and the street lights come alive, carrying a backpack on one shoulder and a phone in his pocket. Death will find him in the corridor after a polite knock, shoulder leaning on the door frame, slouched and looking down.

Their eyes meet and the differences are plain to see — the angles on Zephir's face are less defined, eyes a little rounder, a little brighter, smaller shoulders and a thinner waist underneath his same old clothes. People would be hard-pressed to guess he's a day over twenty. The unchanged height makes him uncanny. ]

... My death.

[ Fondness in his voice, words like a sigh of relief. ]