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[outlines]

Is it really so hard to use proper grammar and punctuation? Come on.

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[frats]

I want you to know sometimes I switch are and you out for the letters. I want you to know that I do that, and you'll never know when I do it.

[outlines]

If I never know then I'll never care.

But also, why would you want to stoop that low? There's nothing worse than poor grammar.

[ there are thousands of things worse than poor grammar, lev. you know this. ]

[frats]

But you know it happens now. Any you or are could be an unsuspecting letter.

You get your tighty whities twisted up in a knot over the weirdest things.

[outlines]

It's not weird. Wont and won't are two different words. Wont sounds like want. I'll and ill. He'll and hell. We're, were. Proper grammar and punctuation saves me the unnecessary confusion sometimes.

Excuse me for not wanting to get fucked around because using apostrophes and maybe a comma when it's necessary is apparently too difficult.

[frats]

How often do I fuck you around, Lev?

[outlines]

I'm not talking about you. It's just not a weird thing to be particular about. Not to me.

[frats]

Dude, you're super weird but it's what I like about you. You were weird before you were blind and you know it.

It's why we get along.

[outlines]

Come on, I'm probably like the least-weirdest person you know.

[ false. the weirdest. probably. ]

[frats]

Tough truths, buddy.

But I guess if I were comparing you to like... Art or Aurora - the weird girl he picked up outside like a tick. Sure. You're not weird compared to either of them.

[outlines]

She's not so bad. I kind of like her.

[frats]

That's because she flirts with you and annoys your brother.

How do you feel about decaf?

[outlines]

She doesn't flirt with me. You're right about Art, though.

I typically save it for the evenings but I still drink it. You'll just have to tell me what's what so I can sort it.

[frats]

You realize my eyes still work right? I'm pretty much always right.

Or it could always be a fun surprise.

[outlines]

Oh, do they? I had no idea.

Not all that fond of surprises, Benjamin.

[frats]

I'm just saying I can see when someone is flirting with you.

Wow, full name card? Really?

[outlines]

Perception doesn't only involve sight.

Yes, really. I could step it up to Mr. Reeves if you want.

[frats]

Oh, you're so right, *Arm Candy*.

Maybe it's a good thing she's flirting with you, you have been kinda grumpy lately. Pulling out the full name and now this?

[outlines]

Her last name is Sweet. How do you know that's not just a play on that, like some kind of trademark thing she does?

I'm not grumpy. I just don't currently have the patience for jokes and/or threats about moving my shit around without me knowing for entertainment purposes.

[ yes, he's grumpy. ]

[frats]

Oh. You're on a first and last name basis with her. Know her middle name yet? I don't know it is, but I'm willing to bet.

Uh huh. I'm not moving your shit around, Lev. Never have, never will.

So.

[outlines]

I know the first and last name of pretty much everyone in this compound, Benz. What are you trying to say?

So what?

[frats]

I'm just saying you seem awfully chummy with a girl we know nothing about who could be a serial killer or something. She has a nasty scar on her chest, dude. Looks like she's been the cause of some shit. I'm just saying.

So, are we gonna talk about what's got you so grumpy?

[outlines]

And you know about a scar on her chest... how, exactly?

Can you just pretend I'm pissed at Art like always and let it go?

[ i mean... that's also pretty much the truth, so. ]

[frats]

Relax, I'm not checking out your serial killer girlfriend. She was wearing a tank top when she showed up. It's by her collar bone. Totally safe spot to notice okay.

I could. But that implies that that's not what's going on which is weird and alarming.

[outlines]

A. She's not my girlfriend. She's not flirting. Cut it out. B. Why do you assume a scar means she's been the cause of something, and not that she could have been a victim, or just in the wrong place at the wrong time?

I'm pissed at Art. Like always.

[frats]

A. That was two things but yeah, okay. We'll go with those. Sure. I'm convinced. Really. B. She doesn't seem like the victim type. She was harassing your brother like she didn't fear the dude and carrying a crowbar. Why do you just trust her?

Exactly, so why is it making you grumpy?