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I want to take a break from here. Ideally, I'd just go live at the bottom of the ocean for a couple days, but I can't do that.

[he shrugs.]

I don't know. I miss things being predictable. --I mean... I guess things are kind of predictably awful, but I can't keep a routine because something always comes up. How sad is it sometimes I like to go visit Martin just because I know where he'll be and what he'll be doing?

That's not sad. If I didn't have Martin in my house...

[ Wow, that makes her feel sentimental. She had to be convinced to move in with Rex and Martin, and now she can't imagine being nearly as coherent as she is, with the things she's been through, without that rock. ]

I'd probably use it as an excuse to act a lot more like a fucking mess, that's for sure. [ She pauses to think for a moment. ] Nobody would fault you if you went on an actual vacation. Go to the ocean or something. That is a thing you can do.

Last time I tried that, I got a call that Jacob had died.

[he leans back, crossing his arms to stare up at the ceiling. just upping and leaving-- he can't do it. it makes him too anxious.]

Sorry. I'm going to shoot down everything. Life is a nightmare. [thanks, archie. maybe this is what he meant about just sitting in silence.]

I- Archie, don't tell me you think you're cursed now. [ Because he's definitely acting like he thinks that. She rolls her eyes, and then takes a hand and rubs her face. ]

Trust me, Archie, any oh, I'm prophesied to have shit luck stuff you're thinking about isn't real. I should know. [ Turned out a lot of prophecies in her life were bullshit. ]

No, I don't. I'm not so deluded and self-absorbed that I think this is all a conspiracy against me. I think I just had some really shit luck, the way everyone here does.

[he rubs his temples.]

I just know it's not going to stop. I've been here almost three years and it never has, but I keep waiting for it to.

You're telling me.

[ Yes, Archie, she knows. She feels so at a loss. She's always been bad at comforting people, but it's like Archie doesn't even want to be comforted. Or maybe he can't be. ]

...Do you want a drink or something? Do you even keep drinks here with Niko?

No. I don't want to risk it. Cheeky little fucker.

[it's a sad attempt at a joke, but-- well, he's not just gonna sit here and shit all over her attempts. it means a lot to him she's even trying, he just... doesn't really know what to do.

so he does what he figures is probably the wrong thing. he gets up and goes over to her to wrap her in a loose hug. it's--

he really needs this. okay.]

Yeah, sounds- good.

[ That pause is a reaction to Archie hugging her, which catches her off guard. Not that she'll reject it; Archie's a friend, and she's a softer person than she used to be. She hugs him back, a little awkwardly.

Still, it's obvious she feels out of place with it. She gives him a stilted pat on the shoulder. ]

This place is bullshit, Archie. I'm sorry.

[he gives her a squeeze, but lets go when he can tell she's starting to get uncomfortable.]

I know. I think you know better than most people. [because... yeah.] Hey, how about you help me make somethin' for Martin? Better than stewin', right?

[ She raises an eyebrow, but she's obviously happy to change this topic. ]

What sort of thing are we talking about?

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