"I was being difficult," I tell him, arching a brow. "You'd better be prepared to learn how to spot that." It's not really a threat, but... well. If Neil plans on continuing to hang around Dean in the way that he has, it might be for the best if he learns the kind of person I am. And the first part of that is realizing that I, like everyone else in the human population, but perhaps on a greater basis, lie. I lie. I stretch the truth. Flip it on its side.
However it best suits me.
But I listen respectfully enough once he starts giving me what I asked for. It's a bunch of mushy stuff, really, nothing that I'd normally take to heart. Sometimes, though, I feel like I should try. I don't know what much I can say, but since I'm trying, I say to Neil, "People who give enough of a damn to help with diaper duty?"
God, diapers. That's going to take some thinking about. Later.
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Date: 2012-05-17 01:09 am (UTC)However it best suits me.
But I listen respectfully enough once he starts giving me what I asked for. It's a bunch of mushy stuff, really, nothing that I'd normally take to heart. Sometimes, though, I feel like I should try. I don't know what much I can say, but since I'm trying, I say to Neil, "People who give enough of a damn to help with diaper duty?"
God, diapers. That's going to take some thinking about. Later.