Which sucks. Epically. But I know you'll pull through. You're pretty resilient for a human. And so is Ephemera. It'll work out somehow.
[how is the big question right now, but whatever happens, these nerds will figure it out]
It's complicated. [understatement of the century] Bar was pretty chill with it, but some shit went down and it's hella off the table now. [Imagine that. Someone upset that their memories were erased. Who knew.
Lup's tone softens a little, because this admission is a very private thing and if Drake repeats it ever, she will appear out of nowhere to strike him down.] I still care about her though.
I just want... If she doesn't go for it and we stay together, how's she ever going to trust me with him? I'm not willing to cut him off. It feels like I've already screwed everything up, and I'm gonna lose one of them no matter what.
[ The alcohol burns in his throat, but he takes another sip as he listens to Lup. She'd been with two people, then, at least for awhile... Drake tries not to imagine a dramatic implosion. Nothing lasts forever, after all. That's still hanging over them, too, and Lup doesn't know... ]
I don't think you ever stop caring about the people you loved, no matter what happens. I'm sorry it didn't work, though.
[Lup's head tips to the side, watching Drake thoughtfully. She's not quite sure what the man means, but she understands how vital trust is to these big, significant relationships.] What, she doesn't trust you to keep your hands off of him? Or do you not trust yourself?
[That's the real question, isn't it?] Cause it'd be pretty shitty of her to want you guys to not be pals for the sake of her own paranoia, no matter how y'all felt about each other.
[It could still work out without Drake losing everything, right?]
Yeah, same. We all kinda... made a lot of mistakes. [Lup's had certainly been the worst of them all, getting lost for so long.] But our sitch is different, don't base your shit on me. We woulda been fine without our whole apocalypse thing going down. Luce put the rest of the world in front of us. Can't blame her for that.
I don't feel like she's the ultimatum type but I also haven't talked to her yet. Maybe I just don't trust myself.
[ It could work out. Maybe. He just doesn't know if he can handle keeping things in this precarious balance long term. Not unless something changes with him and Liv, at least, he's tired of feeling lonely. ]
Romance during an apocalypse sounds like a mess, yeah.
[Lup shrugs. Drake isn't wrong. Not the best time to fall for people.
But the lich lifts a skeletal hand to touch Drake's cheek, barely a brush of chilling energy against his skin, but it's all the physical comfort she can give.] Maybe we're overthinking shit. Talk to your girl. Then, if it isn't the best case scenario, we'll figure it out from there. Your favorite lich has your back on this.
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[how is the big question right now, but whatever happens, these nerds will figure it out]
It's complicated. [understatement of the century] Bar was pretty chill with it, but some shit went down and it's hella off the table now. [Imagine that. Someone upset that their memories were erased. Who knew.
Lup's tone softens a little, because this admission is a very private thing and if Drake repeats it ever, she will appear out of nowhere to strike him down.] I still care about her though.
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[ The alcohol burns in his throat, but he takes another sip as he listens to Lup. She'd been with two people, then, at least for awhile... Drake tries not to imagine a dramatic implosion. Nothing lasts forever, after all. That's still hanging over them, too, and Lup doesn't know... ]
I don't think you ever stop caring about the people you loved, no matter what happens. I'm sorry it didn't work, though.
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[That's the real question, isn't it?] Cause it'd be pretty shitty of her to want you guys to not be pals for the sake of her own paranoia, no matter how y'all felt about each other.
[It could still work out without Drake losing everything, right?]
Yeah, same. We all kinda... made a lot of mistakes. [Lup's had certainly been the worst of them all, getting lost for so long.] But our sitch is different, don't base your shit on me. We woulda been fine without our whole apocalypse thing going down. Luce put the rest of the world in front of us. Can't blame her for that.
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[ It could work out. Maybe. He just doesn't know if he can handle keeping things in this precarious balance long term. Not unless something changes with him and Liv, at least, he's tired of feeling lonely. ]
Romance during an apocalypse sounds like a mess, yeah.
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But the lich lifts a skeletal hand to touch Drake's cheek, barely a brush of chilling energy against his skin, but it's all the physical comfort she can give.] Maybe we're overthinking shit. Talk to your girl. Then, if it isn't the best case scenario, we'll figure it out from there. Your favorite lich has your back on this.
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Okay. I'll keep you posted.
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[ He leans back in his seat, taking another drink. ]
Okay. Tell me about something good happening.
[ They can just hang out here for awhile longer. Chill. ]
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Holy shit, did I tell you? My brother has a boyfriend and the guy is fucking terrified of me...
[Lup will stay out with Drake as long as he needs a friend, happy to distract him with tales of her weird family.]