Alternates/Dialogue/Lifetimes ago

“Hi.”
“Hey you.”
“Hey yourself.”
“How’re you feeling?”
“Eh… up and down. The peaks and valleys are smoothing, but not enough for my liking. I’ll be going along fine, then all of the sudden all I want to do is eat, fuck, scream, cry, sleep, wank, whatever.”
“So… the usual?”
“Har har.”
“You’re getting better. It’ll be okay.”
“Yeah. I’m just worried I’ll break Gabe.”
“Jane would be sad. She likes the boy.”
“Right? Hah. Well, I need to make sure I don’t break her, either.”
“She’s not that delicate.”
“Well, you wouldn’t appreciate it if I knocked her down and had her every which way but sideways, would you?”
“So long as she was up for it, and you weren’t infringing on my time, eh.”
“Ah, we’ve managed to get rid of the possessive gene, hmm?”
“Slowly but surely. She and Marcus fooled around, and I thought I’d freak out more… but it turns out I’m good.”
“Awwww, my little Lindsey’s all growed up.”
“Careful. I’ll revoke that permission to have my girlfriend if you’re not nice to me.”
“Too late. I’m already fucking her in my mind.”
“Agh, just stay out of my bed when you do it.”
“When? We’re already assuming that I’m gonna?”
“I know you, Lor.”
“Hee. I guess you do.”
“Like for instance, you already did.”
“…”
“Bingo.”
“Wait, but–”
“Give it a rest, it’s all right. I’m not an idiot. But next time, hide it better, or come clean. It wouldn’t even be a big deal except for the sneaking.”
“Lindsey–”
“I’m not mad, okay?”
“Did she tell you?”
“Is that relevant?”
“…I told her I knew you better, and to keep it from you, because you were the kind of guy that would rather not know, but that I’d feel around for it. I instigated shit, she enjoyed herself, but I don’t think I was fair about it, and I don’t know if I was doing it for fun, or spite, or what… but–”
“Whoa, whoa whoa. Enough. Seriously.”
“Can I say something?”
“Sure.”
“I don’t want this to turn into Annie again. I don’t want to fight over her. I don’t want her to feel like she’s got to choose. I don’t want a third of her time. She’s yours, as long as she wants to be, anyway–I’m not looking for anything more than fun… I don’t think I even really meant to do what I did, but it seemed like fun, and she seemed game, and then it happened and–”
“We’ve all be there, love. You and I more than once.”
“I love you.”
“I know.”
“Are you really not mad?”
“I’m really not mad.”
“You’ve changed, Lindz.”
“…M’hoping for the better.”
“Yeah. You really have.”
“Good. You okay? You need anything?”
“No, I think I’m good.”
“Okay… I’m gonna have to get going. I’ve got another meeting. I just wanted to hear your voice.”
“Okay. Bye, Lindz.”
“Bye, Lor. Love you.”
“Thanks, babe. Love you too.”

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