♗ IC CONTACT

[waiting]

"You've reached Bradbury. I'm out, so leave a message if you need me."

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[waiting]

so if it was a fucking trust exercise, do i pass?

[viced]

It wasn't a fucking exercise, Jesus. It was something I needed, you know this.

[waiting]

no, it was something you thought you needed, and i enabled it.

like i said, you don't get to ask me for shit anymore. i'm done.

[viced]

I'd rather be here than there. You did me a goddamn mercy.

[waiting]

thanks, i'm sure that'll help me sleep tonight.

[viced]

It should.

[waiting]

mitch, i don't know what about this is so hard to understand, so lemme spell it out.

i felt you die.

i killed you.

i am never going to forget what it was like for the rest of my life.

telling me you wanted it isn't gonna make me feel any better.

don't ever ask me for something like that again.

[viced]

[ He can't explain that it may be better for everyone involved if it were permanent, or that maybe he deserved it for what he did to Bradbury, or even that it was cathartic, in a way. Making sure that Bradbury would have that blood on his hands. Maybe it would be enough. ]

I know, pal. Thank you.

[waiting]

for someone who's supposed to be trying to make me feel better, you're really shitty at this.

[viced]

I'm not good at this kind of shit, you know that. I'm really shitty at this.

[waiting]

i know.

[viced]

I'm probably not going to be able to say anything to make you feel better.

[waiting]

how about

'i'm sorry'

[viced]

Shit. I'm sorry for asking you to do that.

[ He's not. He's sorry it had to happen, but sorry didn't go very far. ]

[waiting]

tell that to my face if i get back

[viced]

Fine.

I can do that.

[ Or he can fake it. ]

[waiting]

fine.

[ He knows he will. It's what Mitch does best. ]

[viced]

Well, I'll see you when you get over here.

[waiting]

i guess you will.