[ this place sucks. that's what goes through her mind, over and over, as she reads his message. ]
yeah you, too
[ y'know. for remembering who she is. for still being here. all that. if anyone would have told her a year ago she'd count a raccoon among her closest friends here, she'd have laughed. ]
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I just wanted to get some dude a frickin hammer and go to Nidavelir, and this is what I get.
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[ let's just focus on that ]
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The ironical thing is what he ended up getting was an axe, so I guess he wasn't that into them.
[Let's focus on this and not the DESPAIR AND HORROR OF WATCHING GROOT DIE AGAIN. AND CALLING HIM DAD WHILE HE DIED.]
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[ yeah, that's probably a good call right there. but seriously: alcohol. the offer stands. ]
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...Yeah, I need a drink. Or ten.
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Because yes and no.
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bring your gun, i'll bring the drinks
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[there's a lengthy pause and then Rocket texts again:]
Thanks for still being here, Dutch. And for.. you know, the other stuff.
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yeah
you, too
[ y'know. for remembering who she is. for still being here. all that. if anyone would have told her a year ago she'd count a raccoon among her closest friends here, she'd have laughed. ]