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[hostage]

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_“ Hey, it's me. Wait for the thing. _”

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[hostage]

Wha...

[And just like that, all of his fighting spirit completely deflates.]

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

....are you okay?

[hostage]

[HE'S SO NOT OKAY, ALICE.]

Just... What're you gonna tell him?

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

I'm...

[Well...that's the part she's been avoiding thinking about.]

I'm going to tell him I slept with you, I initiated it, and that you're my friend but there's nothing between us at all.

[hostage]

Okay.

[Yeah, he's pretty much dead meat.]

But, um... How come you didn't tell me?

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

I'd worn my ring in front of you before. I just...assumed you knew.

[She looks down at the ring in question, twisting it nervously around her rock-hard finger.]

I'm sorry Jesse. I'm so so sorry.

[hostage]

[A ring just means "everybody fuck off until I tell you to get in my bed", but he knows Alice wasn't playing him on purpose, so he drops it. In fact, he's done talking altogether. He just cradles his head and lets out a long sigh.]

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

Oh god.

[She groans, on the verge of not-tears again.]

I've just gone and fucked everything up, haven't I?

[The word feels foreign in her mouth, and a little wrong, but how else can she describe this situation? She made a shitty choice and hurt two good men in the process.]

[hostage]

No...

[Well, yes, but -]

No, I'll be okay. I mean, like, assuming he understands and doesn't kill me. But I get it, anyway.