TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

[sanjunipero]

TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

Have a little too much to drink last night and send that embarrassing text to your ex?

Did you party a little too hard and send pictures of the wild night... to all of your contacts?

Was 3am when you dusted off the number of that old flame and confessed how much you wanted them back?

Or simply catching up on the adventures that drunk you got into?

Just because heaven is a place on earth at San Junipero doesn't mean it's without any consequence. Be careful checking your phone in the morning, it might have some weird texts from last night.

MAY BE NSFW

Comments

[unaffluent]

I'd rather deal with him everyday if i didn't have to go back.

[corve]

be careful the kind of stuff you wish for, parrish.

[unaffluent]

Wouldn't anything be worth it?

[corve]

anything.

we'll have to do it anyway once you do.

[unaffluent]

Sometimes I wonder if Gansey's ever going to get it sorted out...

[corve]

he's really dragging his fucking feet with the whole thing.

[ He knows that isn't true at all. He's just bitter. ]

[unaffluent]

It's not his fault...

[corve]

i know....

it's just really fucking frustrating.

[unaffluent]

I'm sorry.

[corve]

don't. it's not your fault.

i'm the reason we're even in this mess to begin with.

[unaffluent]

How the fuck are you the reason?

[corve]

who the fuck else was driving, parrish?

[unaffluent]

Doesn't mean it was your fault.

[corve]

then whose fault was it?

i didn't see all the court files and shit, but i'm pretty sure it being my fault was a unanimous fucking decision.

[unaffluent]

[ I was talking. There was a million fucking things that happened that could be to blame. Don't be a tool and blame yourself. ]

[corve]

and all those million fucking things all come back to one, parrish.
no matter how you fucking slice it, it's my fault. it wouldn't have happened if i hadn't been driving.

[unaffluent]

If you weren't fucking driving I would have been and it still would have happened.

[corve]

we both know it wouldn't have happened if you were driving.

[unaffluent]

Fucking stop already, Lynch.

[corve]

why? it's the fucking truth, parrish.

[unaffluent]

No it's fucking stupid that you think like that and I hate it.

[corve]

how else am i supposed to think? fill me in on that one.

[ And a long while passes before Ronan follows it up with another message. And even through simple text on a screen, there's obviously less venom in his words than there had been before. ]

it'd be a hell of a lot easier if you were always here...

[unaffluent]

Just stop thinking it was your fault and accept that it was no one's fault or if it was then blame fucking god.

[ He's frustrated and the message that came next makes Adam ache. ]

I'm trying...

[corve]

fuck that guy. he's not even worth taking the blame for this.

[ Well, there's an unexpected change of events. ]

had me thinking there was some kind of heavenly castle in the sky paradise and instead, i end up on fucking south beach and guess who my fucking neighbor is? king of the douchebags himself.

[ The frustation is apparently shared. ]

i know. it's just....
it's really fucking annoying you know? 4 hours once a goddamn week? i'm pretty sure inmates get more visitation than that.

[ He thinks maybe he's in hell, but he keeps that cynicism inside of his head. ]

[unaffluent]

[ Well this slew of messages is quite insightful and surprising. ]

Ronan...

I'm sorry.

[ Adam is definitely sorry for not dying properly okay. ]