[a day in the life] of pyro. the resident terrorist.

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

Characters: Whoever wants to bother poor John.
Setting: Everywhere.
Content: Anything.
Status: Forever open and forever incomplete.

Comments

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

Gosh, thanks for the relationship advice, sugah. I'm sure I couldn't think of a better fucking person to ask.

[Sarcasm sarcasm and more sarcasm. Sarcasm mixed with a not so subtle dig. And there's also a steadily growing urge to hit him square in the forehead with her spoon.]

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, John's bleeding inside. Boo hoo, she cut him real deep. He's just laughing at her now. On the inside, mostly. But it's pretty obvious even from the outside.] Just an old friend lookin' out for you.

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

Because we were always such great friends, right? [The hand that doesn't have a death grip on her spoon is curled into a fist at her side beneath the table.]

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, no. Never were, aren't now, probably never will be. His cruel amusement fades a little, and he just looks at her with one of his unsettling smiles for a moment.] Sure, why not?

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[She bites back a humourless laugh at that. Sort of friends? Maybe. Great friends? Never ever ever. She rolls her eyes as she stands up, empty dishes in hand, and takes a few steps away from the table.] Grow the hell up, John.

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

You have a nice day too. [Yeah, that insult of hers was A+. He's sobbing inside. He keeps his eyes on the table at her retort, waiting until she's in the periphery of his vision and throwing out her trash.] Say hi to Bobby for me. You know, if you see him.

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[Her only response is to flick him off, not even bothering to turn around.]