"Start a religion. Church of Donahue." Aiden's stopped pacing the roof because he's leapt over, making a loud noise as his feet land closer to Heather and he grabs her wrist, pulling her close.
"And everyone could just do anything they want. Just do whatever. If they want to be safe, then they can be safe. But if they want to burn themselves with cigarettes then who the fuck are we to stop them?" Because Aiden has--under his long-sleeved shirts, under the moonlight of the roof--and he sees nothing wrong with lancing the wound every now and then. It's healthy, he protests, grabbing Heather's hip with his other hand, dancing like he's seen in movies.
When he dips her, it's straight down and completely over the roof, letting go of her hip, her dangle by only one hand.
"Maybe now you'll give a shit," He says honestly. "Thinkin' I can drop you the moment I get tired of doing this."
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Date: 2012-08-13 10:09 am (UTC)"And everyone could just do anything they want. Just do whatever. If they want to be safe, then they can be safe. But if they want to burn themselves with cigarettes then who the fuck are we to stop them?" Because Aiden has--under his long-sleeved shirts, under the moonlight of the roof--and he sees nothing wrong with lancing the wound every now and then. It's healthy, he protests, grabbing Heather's hip with his other hand, dancing like he's seen in movies.
When he dips her, it's straight down and completely over the roof, letting go of her hip, her dangle by only one hand.
"Maybe now you'll give a shit," He says honestly. "Thinkin' I can drop you the moment I get tired of doing this."