fatness | (no subject)

Riiight.

So seriously, drugs?

It's your fault I can't access the speed force anymore.

But I'm working on that.

Whoa, don't blame me for your problems.

You might want to work on that addiction of yours first.

Why not? You're the source of every one.

Actually, Gramps is, remember? You know, that guy who filled your head with all sorts of lies? You should take your beef with him.

You really don't get it, do you? I've got my goals to follow through with, now.

And how are those goals any different from the ones you had before?

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That'd be telling. Not that you'd get half of it, anyway.

And I wouldn't wanna give you any ideas.

I doubt there is much to get.

... Actually, I'm not really sure why I'm even bothering to have this conversation.

I could just kill you right now.

You know, this is almost becoming routine. We try and have a civilized conversation, doesn't work, so you blame me for all your problems and then try and beat me. And each and every time...it ends the same too. I win, you run away and, I guess, regroup.

And don't you get tired of it happening over and over again? I only see advantages to putting an end to this useless crap.

Can't we just, like, play Call of Duty or something to see who's on top? That would be changing it up a bit.

I don't like video games.

Quick question.

What do you like? And it can't have anything to do with moi.

~~drugs~~

~~drinking alcohol from a guy's frozen hand??~~

~~babes because they wanted me to affirm my straightness~~

When things go my way.

It's something I really enjoy, actually.

That must be real treat when it happens, huh? I mean, with it being so rare and all.

You actually think you can still get to me, don't you?

Almost tempted to think it's cute.

If I didn't get to you, you wouldn't still be trying to kill me.

Don't even go there, man.

Just think of it this way: You're pretty much just an annoyance for everybody's existence. And I need you to stop doing that so I can get my speed back.

So call it an act of mere necessity.

I'm pretty sure the only existence I annoy is yours and I can live with that.

You'd be surprised.

It's pretty amazing, actually. Not even I've managed to piss off that amount of people.