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Frazier smiled at the idea of them having a slumber party. Ellie was a rather unpredictable individual and because of that, there was no way Frazier could even begin to predict how such a thing would turn out, but he didn't hate the idea. "We should, y'know," he laughed, shoving her with his elbow lightly. "Have a sleepover. We could tell ghost stories, and braid each others hair," he gushed, eyes wide. "And talk about boys." He laughed hard, the feeling hurting his throat a bit. Such a sound didn't belong--not in this place, and not coming from him. He cleared his throat, rubbing at his neck self-consciously.

"No," he started, eyeing her. "I don't torture them, either. I just... agitate them for a bit of pleasure. How's that any different from you agitating everyone? Or--are you saying I can call that torture now, hm?" He stuck his tongue out, running a few paces ahead of her to avoid and major physical attacks.

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Frazier's eyes lit up as she threw him the lighter. "Brillant," he grinned, lighting the end of his slightly crushed Mayfair and inhaling like he had nothing to lose--which, of course, he didn't. He groaned in pleasure as she sat down beside him. "I don't care if these're the shoddiest, most non-tobacco-filled cigarettes in the entire damned place--it's still bloody fantastic." He nodded, inhaling again, the stupid half-smile never leaving his face. He pulled out the pack again, offering it to her. "D'you smoke? Er, did you? Do you want one?"

He shrugged, chewing on his thumb. "I don't know--I didn't realise I had been," he laughed, uncaring. After a moment he sighed, glancing at her. "It's just been a particularly long morning." He didn't elaborate; say that to anyone in Nowhere and no doubt, they'd understand.

keepers of the gloom ❖ frazier & coley

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{He sighs, looking at her sadly.} You're starting to oxysound like me.

C'mon, let me try and cheer you up, ey? What makes you smile?

I mean.. This place isn’t supposed to be good. I can’t delude myself.

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I...see. {He squints his eyes at her, not entirely sure what to make of the entire situation.} Well. If you're ever lonely, find me. {He smirks, holding in a laugh.}

No, I am not fucking with you. 

My forwardness was born when I died.

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{Frazier nods, a sympathetic expression on his face.} That'll happen after not too long.

I think I just go in circles, every time I go out.

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{Frazier snorts, peering into his glass.} Probably. Very probably. {He sighs, head in hand.} I miss alcohol.

The Afterlife wouldn’t be half as boring if I could get a decent whisky instead of…

God, is this goat urine?

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Don't be so hard on yourself--more than I can say.

Only played the bloody game a handful of times, anyway. Not my cup of tea.

Is beating my Snake highscore?

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{Frazier nods, eyes on the ground.} Seems a lot of people are getting a bit of a surprise.

You...okay?

I… I didn’t know anyone cared.

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Frazier snorted, leaning against one of the columns on her porch. "Yes, of course, m'lady." Frazier bowed dramatically before jumping off the platform. "There's a couple'a new buildings round the corner a ways. Look like they might be from Amsterdam--Holland, or what have you. They're tall, and have the funny roofs," he commented, heading down their crumbling street. "Maybe there'll be some bud lyin' around, ey?"

They walked at a leisurely place--nothing in Nowhere was ever worth hurrying over. Ever. The sun beat down on them from high in the sky, the road in distance reflecting the heat creating a black river mirage. Frazier look down at his feet, kicking a stone in his path. "So," he started, glancing at Ellie for the first time since they left her house. "How've you been, lately? Feels like I haven't seen you in a while. Probably my fault..." he trailed off, sighing. He bent down and picked up the pebble, throwing it far off. In the blink of an eye it was at his feet again and Frazier rubbed his temple, irritated. He hoped the loot was good this time.

something borrowed ❖ ellie & frazier

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Not sure I follow, lass. Wha'd'ya mean?

Thanks.

If I’m not, no one will be, and someone.. Someone needs to remind me that this isn’t supposed to be a life.. Who better to do that then myself?

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{He blinks a few times.} Are you fucking with me right now, lassie? Rather foreword, aren't we?

Yes, really now.

I wish I could personally thank your parents for the sex that created you.

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