serving_love | (no subject)

What?

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I just think that if she loves him as much as she claims she does, she'd have treated him a little better.

...She's never done this before. She's never loved anyone like this, and she's had bad experiences with people before...I just don't think she knows what's she's doing, Sanji. She doesn't know how to treat him better without hurting someone. Or herself.

Yeah, yeah. I knew you'd say something like that, that's why I didn't wanna tell you.

You don't think that it's reasonable to believe that she did it out of misguided confusion rather than malice?

I don't think she did it out of malice. But it's not like no one told her to be honest with him. Repeatedly.

...I think the problem is that being honest with him meant being honest with herself. She didn't really pick me; she was trying me out to see if she liked me better. It wasn't enough to make her choose. She still loves him and she couldn't bring herself to let him go.

Okay, if you say so.

Do you want to explain to me why else she fucked him again anyway and is now miserable and hiding in her room because she can't decide between us?

Because she was drunk? And then everything exploded?

Anyway, all I've got are non-concrete guesses that I'm not gonna share because fuck if I know whether they're true or not.

When I get drunk, I don't do stupid things unless I want to do them, and I'm fairly certain most either people don't either.

...Why do we all have to be such idiots. Why can't one person involved in this situation be mature and socially adept enough to figure out what's going on and make it stop.

Whose drunken stories have you been listening to? When you hit the point where you fucking black out and don't remember what happened, it's entirely possibly you'll do damn near anything.

Because it's no one else's job but hers to "make it stop".

All right, that's true, but more to the point, you know he didn't come onto her first. And besides, she's said that she still loves him, and I'm inclined to take her word for it, because if she weren't, we couldn't be in this mess.

...I know.

Yeah, I don't know about that. Apparently he gets confident when he's drinking. That, and they were in a familiar setting and doing familiar things, it could've just felt natural to him.

...And it's not that I think she doesn't love him at all, it's just sometimes I wonder if it's a different kind of love.

...I'm getting confused again. And experiencing a strong urge to drink, which I'm sure is inadvisable.

...Sorry. This is why I meant to keep my mouth shut. Anyway, I'm probably wrong.

I was going to want to get drunk anyway.

Do you know what I really need? I really, really need to kill something. Desperately. I need to tear the throat out of something with my teeth so it sprays blood all over me--

...I'm going out.

...Right, well. That's...great.

I'll bring it back. You can cook it.

...Alright. Be careful.

I'll make sure I'm not eaten by a big scary deer, Sanji.

Oh, shut up.

I brought you back a present. Maybe it will keep Luffy busy for a day or two.

...Holy shit.

Sorry about the damage. I tried to make it clean, but it fought back.

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