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[serving_love]

...So. Think I’m gonna go out this afternoon. Probably grab dinner on the island. Anyone else wanna come?

I’ll leave shit in the galley, too, if you’d rather stay.

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[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

And, do me a favor: don't take that comment as an excuse to fly off the handle at me.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Oi, don't take your bad attitude out on me, man. Did I say I didn't want to hear about it? Anyway, your "problems" have been ongoing for like over two months now. Can you blame me for wanting a night out now that everything's fucking exploded?

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

When you express interest in something and then snap at me when I attempt to explain, I very well will take my bad mood out on you.

I don't blame you at all for wanting a night out. But if you don't want to hear about it, don't ask me about it.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...Except I didn't snap at you.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Fine, then you were being passive aggressive. You made a face at me.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

I was practically stating a fact and made a sort of BLEH face to go along with it! It's not my fault you're so goddamn sensitive all of a sudden!

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

I'm not sensitive. It just happens sometimes. I'll say something, you'll get annoyed, I'll get defensive, and then you'll get angry. Pardon me for recognizing a pattern.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

I'm not annoyed or angry - would you stop assuming things?? Sorry I apparently used the wrong icon, jesus fuck.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

...

Look, maybe I read too much into it, but you have done that before. I was just expecting you to be fed up with me.

Never mind. Forget it. Are you going to tell me how you are, or not?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Obviously I've done it before, but I'm pretty sure I had decent reasons to be tired of life those times.

Anyway, I'm...pretty good.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Well, good. Did you ever talk to him?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

I did.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Am I to assume that it worked out well, then?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

You are more than welcome to assume that~

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Congratulations, then.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...Yeah, thanks.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Something wrong?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

No. Just weird timing.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Is it?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Mm. Doesn't feel right being happy when half the other people on board are miserable.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Just be happy. I'm tired of everyone being miserable because of me. I don't want you to be one of them.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Oh, I wasn't about to be miserable. More like guilty.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

It wasn't your fault.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...Guilty for feeling happy when—nevermind.

So. I actually do want to know how things are...going. You know. If you want to tell me. If not, that's fine.

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[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

You probably shouldn't feel guilty about that, either.

...I suppose there's not much to tell. I'm an idiot. Usopp knows everything. I just realized that it's been almost a month that we didn't tell him. I should know better than this. I can't believe I let myself do that to him.

I'm not upset that she slept with him, Sanji. Really, if they were both all right with it, she could sleep with him all she wants. I don't care about that. It's the fact that we lied to him and that he isn't okay with it and she knows that, and...at the time, I was being irrational and thought she somehow did it to spite me, but that's stupid and I know it.

She made a private post so we can all talk about it. She says that she loves both of us and can't...do this anymore, by which I suppose she means picking one of us and going behind the other's back. I'm afraid that Usopp might hate me now and that I'll never be able to fix that. I don't know what to say to him or how to fix this. It's a mess. Why is everything always a mess?