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[victormakesart]

Yesterday was not a good day for me to be in the Nexus.

Zombie stuff. Enough said.

I encountered Daniel's sister. She said that she could cut off my head and give it to him as a gift. She went on and on. About how she'd put a bow in my hair. How I'd have a nice expression on my face.

I got sick.

I couldn't help it.

Then I cried.

I also couldn't help that.

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[vicioussweetie.livejournal.com]

"You are good. I don't think you're capable of being anything else. And sometimes it's okay to say that you can't handle something, and ask for someone else to do it for you. You could ask me, or you could ask Jas. Or your other friends," that last is an afterthought though. "We'll take care of you, just like you take care of us. In our own way."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

Victor tugged at her hair nervously, and twisted her hands. She finally settled her hands at her sides. "I don't think she'd do it. Thank you. I think she was jus' tryin' to mess me up. Y' know?"

[vicioussweetie.livejournal.com]

"Be that as it may," she replies patiently, "the offer stands. There's no shame in asking for help. I do all the time."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She nodded. "Okay. Thank you."

[vicioussweetie.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome."