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Stronger than death itself 9c/?

[(Anonymous)]

“Well...” Steve looked at his smoke as he exhaled another cloud. “I went over and got him by the coattails, asked him what the fuck he thought he was doing kissing my girl.” He chuckled again. “And he got all white with fury and asked what I meant, my girl. And so it turned out that for the two months that I had been fucking her, she had also been fucking busily with another guy. And we stood there with bristling feathers and a knife in hand ready to slit each other’s throat when he suddenly says: What are we doing here? It’s the bitch we should be giving a handful for pulling this stunt on us.”

“Needless to say...”, Frank fell in, his face still bar of emotion, “...while we were busy calling each other names I don’t care to repeat, the bitch had taken French leave on us. And there we were, the two of us, feeling like the biggest idiots in the world.”
“So I stood him a beer, and he stood me a beer”, Steve said with a grin. “And here we’re still waltzing through the Wasteland together seven years later.”

Amanda couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “Oh god, that’s how you two met? Over a girl that cuckolded both of you with each other?”
The two men exchanged another look before Frank replied with a mildly embarrassed smile: “What can I say?”
“Yeah, was pretty dumb, I know.” Steve shook his head with a grin. “And ever since we make sure we only take it up with girls who wouldn’t mind us sharing, you know.”
With the force of a slap, Amanda felt the heat of a blush hit her face and she hastily looked away. A strained silence fell over the campsite.
After a moment, Steve cleared his throat and abruptly got up. “I need a piss.”

After another long moment, Frank flicked his butt end into the fire and sighed. “Just once. Just fucking once.” Then he crossed his arms. “I wish he would, for just one fucking time in his life, watch his fucking mouth.”
Since Amanda had no idea what to say she slung her arms around her knees again and kept staring into the flames. Beside her, she heard the unmistakable sound of Frank’s lighter and smelled another waft of smoke coming into her direction.
“Don’t hold it against him, girl”, he said softly after a while. “He doesn’t mean no harm, it’s just that his mouth can be faster than his brain sometimes.” Then he snorted softly. “Well, most of the time, actually.”
Amanda felt she could smile at this, but only a little bit.

She still couldn’t find anything to say when Steve came back somewhat later, and she still hadn’t said a word when the two men went to sleep and she took up first watch. She had found no words because the only thing in her mind had been the maelstrom of feelings these few words that had caused her, and she simply couldn’t sort out her thoughts. She could only think of one thing: the story Harkness had told her in the graveyard of Rivet City, and the strange feeling it had caused her.

Re: Stronger than death itself 9c/?

[(Anonymous)]

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