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[nny]

Look, Fraser, you don't always have to take me like, literally, you know? I get mad, I stay stuff, and the stuff I say ain't always the stuff I mean - or, like, I'll mean it that second but a couple later I'll feel bad, y'know?

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"No no no, you're not taking this away from me, Fraser. I wanna hear you say this."

"Ray, this is hardly - "

"Say it."

"Ray I... alright. Fine. You were right, I was wrong. I apologise for not trusting you."

"Thankyou kindly, Fraser."

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"I know. I know I know I know I know I know, alright?"

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"What's up, Jack? You're looking a little bored, there."

Jack looked up from his book, a wide smile already on his face.

"Shitless, my dear boy. Quite shitless."

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I don't know if I want people to like me. I don't know if I want to let myself care. I know they'll disappear eventually, because they'll move on with their lives and I'll stay exactly where I am and I won't know what to say. I'll just stand in front of them and rehearse every possible conversation we could have until they walk away.

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"I am aware that you are a mountie, Fraser," Ray said angrily, loading rubber darts into his gun. "The orange fur, the black stripes; I may not see so good, but I'm not blind."

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But I don't want to provoke a reaction for fear that people would think I was doing it for that reason alone.

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"So you take drugs now?"

Casey looked at him steadily.

"You don't care."

Zeke frowned for a second before a smile broke on his face.

"He can be taught!"

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I get so annoyed with the TV because it seems to insult my intelligence. And then I forget how to spell absolutely. (Absoloutely?) There's a spider doing laps around my room and even though 'he's more scared of me' I swear the little bastard's waving on every circuit.

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You didn't phone me when you said you would, but I wouldn't have been there to take your call. I would've liked you to know that, I guess.

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Snuff movies are a myth. An urban legend. It seems like everyone knows someone who's brother heard about a guy who saw one, once. There's no evidence for them; no one can prove they exist and if rational argument is to be believed, they probably don't.

According to rational argument, vampires don't exist, either. So technically, according to rational argument, they're doing nothing wrong.

No that they'd care.

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Larry was...? But he was so big! He was big manly big jock guy. Also, big. And he thought Xander was...

All his painstakingly conditioned 100% non-queer straight-as-a-die brain cells were jumping up and down and screaming.

In a totally manly fashion.

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