Hm. Are you one of those?
Unbearable. Redundant word, really.
It’s rather… expressive, isn’t it? For those who prefer exaggerating rather than the company of simple words.
sunburn; she burns like the sun and i can’t look away
● sunburn - muse ● burn - ellie goulding ● let the flames begin - paramore ● up in flames - coldplay ● burn it down - linkin park ● fire - ingrid michaelson ● things we lost in the fire - bastille ● grapevine fires - death cab for cutie ● angel on fire - antony & the johnsons ●
silver; for forgotten names and silver-blue eyes
● silver - the neighbourhood ● blackout - muse ● robbers - cold war kids ● hurricane drunk - florence + the machine ● strong - london grammar ● me and the devil - soap&skin ● we must be killers - mikky ekko ● special death - mirah ● it comes back to haunt us - timber timbre ● step out for a while - patrick watson ● passenger seat - death cab for cutie ● midnight city - m83 ● the rest for the wicked - sohodolls ● skin to bone - linkin park ● unfair - the neighbourhood ●
I’ve always had a sense of humor you’ve just never appreciated it.
I killed one person the whole time that was my job. No one else. Yeah, yeah, you had some nice port and barolo but now you’re high and dry in the liquor department. You’d think with all the dealers and smugglers down here someone would be able to get something down here.
Please, you’re too busy whining and being all - grumpy and old to even show that you have a sense of humor.
You still did kill someone. Some nice port and barolo - I tasted things that cost a quarter of my father’s monthly income, not some nice port and barolo. I’m not denying that I had more than my fair share of them, but, well. I thought I would be able to get something down here, I guess I was wrong.
To be honest Ash, your face always reminded me of a weasel- so it’s already pretty bad
Never had anyone refer to my job as a solider. I always considered myself more of a body guard of sorts. Though I did a lot more than just push people aside. If there was a bar I’d challenge you to a drinking contest but I doubt we’ll be getting any alcohol down here soon. Not to mention all the money you had you were probably use to some expensive shit.
[He snorts out a short laughter, gasping dramatically.] I cannot believe! He has a sense of humor!
A lot more than push people aside - I suppose, like, killing them? And that, my friend, is my problem - I’d say, where the hell is all the alcohol, but it certainly is not in Hell. For a while, yes, then there was a time where the money wasn’t being poured at my face, though I don’t remember lack of alcohol whatsoever. I was used to expensive drinks - wine, oh dear, all the quality wine - but I’m up for anything right now, seeing as alcohol is like gold here.
Because nothing is ever absolutely unbearable.
I’m not the one to put more than necessary value to myself, so I am not going to say 'Even me?' for I know there are many things that are more unbearable - I do have to agree, though.
Fair point — especially on the entertainment front. I’m not even sure the television in the cafeteria is satellite enabled. You’ve only been here a couple of years? Well, that’s pretty surprising. I think it’d take you far longer than ten years to see heatstroke as a positive, though. Oh. Why frightening? Did you have a run-in with him, or something?
I suppose if they wanted to make us suffer more they’d have it enabled - I don’t want to think about all the arguments that would turn physical very quickly over it - so maybe it’s better this way, but really, Hell seems like any other prison, almost a shame. Let’s say I had more than my fair share of fun when I was alive, that must be why I find myself completely bored almost every single day. He hasn’t done anything. It’s just - well - my brother, he had a thing for everything Greek, and he really wasn’t the best brother of - anything, really.
You didn’t mention that the ‘almost’ is unnecessary.