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[docwithablog]

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[unruly]

you're gonna need more than girls with toys to get you a pass downstairs

[docwithablog]

Question is whether I want a pass in the first place. Am I right?

[unruly]

answer's a hard no. you don't. ever.

[docwithablog]

Thought so.

I guess the two of you are intimately acquainted?

[unruly]

[ An hour passes before there's a response, and even then it takes Dean a few attempts at working out what the hell to say to that. ]

yeah. it was a long time ago. not exactly a highlight of my life so far

[docwithablog]

[ John, obviously, has the patient of a saint. He can wait. Waits gladly. ]

We've probably come up with the expression "going through hell" for a reason.

Someone lived to tell about it.

[unruly]

guess that's the problem with expressions. they don't mean anything close to the reality anymore. people just say it and don't connect it with what it's really like

[docwithablog]

Is it late enough for you to talk about this? Because it's late enough for me to listen.

[unruly]

I appreciate that. but I don't think you want to know. not really. and honestly? talking about it isn't gonna make me feel any better about what happened. it's not gonna change a damn thing

[docwithablog]

Yeah, I know it looks that way, but you'd be bloody surprised.

[ Says the man who has continuous sought our professional help for his issues. Not the most cooperative client, granted, but he's gone, he's been trying to do the work. He acknowledges, if only theoretically, how talking about stuff can, actually, help.

Not that he'll play therapist for anyone, he's not that kind of doctor, he cuts people open most of the time, but he can be a friend. This is what friends are for, right? ]

[unruly]

I got nothing against other people talking about their shit. just not me

[ No, really, John. He's buried his shit so far down that if he starts talking about it now, who knows what sort of person will come out the other side of talking about it. ]

[docwithablog]

Sure.

[ He accepts that readily. The army's full of people of Dean's persuasion. Nothing new under the sun there, really. Next stop, smooth change of subject. ]

How did you like London?

[unruly]

[ The subject change is only awkward for Dean because he knows it's for his benefit. Deep down he appreciates it, even if he's not going to admit that. ]

Good. Thanks for the place to stay. Spent the whole flight back passed out drunk.

[ Look, it's not his fault he absolutely hates flying. ]