[ the stretch of silence between tate sending marcus that attachment and marcus actually responding goes on long enough for tate to reasonably assume that he's getting ghosted. twenty minutes, twenty five - who can say what marcus is doing during that time. eventually, though - ]
look, i don't want to give you the wrong impression. i like girls. you're cool, and i'm glad we're friends, but i shouldn't have sent you that photo. you shouldn't have sent me that video
[ a pause. ]
ive got all this other shit on my mind the eros contract, the things i have to do here to survive i cant deal with you acting like this as well
i'm not going to fuck you just to make my quota. sacrificing my identity and rewiring who i am for the sake of an oppressive system i don't believe in - that's not me.
[ it takes a few seconds for marcus to figure out how he wants to word what he wants to say - to figure out how to pad what he's fishing for in a sufficient lie or exaggeration, the spoonful of sugar he needs to make the medicine go down - but he gets there soon enough. ]
and i don't like casual sex i get that this is easy for you after being here for so long but i'm not like that yet
[ exhausting. marcus was trying to bait tate into a different, certain response - and maybe it's appropriately them that he didn't get it. defensive and dismissive has been their shared brand for a while now. ]
i'm just saying
[ cynicism is easy, sincerity is hard. marcus struggles with being a little more honest here, and when he can't bring himself to do it, he pulls the plug. there's a lot of dot dot dots before marcus eventually stops trying. ]
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look, i don't want to give you the wrong impression. i like girls.
you're cool, and i'm glad we're friends, but i shouldn't have sent you that photo. you shouldn't have sent me that video
[ a pause. ]
ive got all this other shit on my mind
the eros contract, the things i have to do here to survive
i cant deal with you acting like this as well
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i sent u something by accident. you sent me back something not by accident
ur the one leading me on.
if u dont wanna deal with acknowledging that
fine. but don't pin this on me like it's my fault i'm offering u quota fodder
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u like girls
not like anything else is on the table
so yeah. of course that's all it is
u do what u gotta do to stay alive right
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i'm not going to fuck you just to make my quota.
sacrificing my identity and rewiring who i am for the sake of an oppressive system i don't believe in - that's not me.
[ it takes a few seconds for marcus to figure out how he wants to word what he wants to say - to figure out how to pad what he's fishing for in a sufficient lie or exaggeration, the spoonful of sugar he needs to make the medicine go down - but he gets there soon enough. ]
and i don't like casual sex
i get that this is easy for you after being here for so long
but i'm not like that yet
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good luck finding pussy around here u can marry beforehand
signed, an apparently broken down spirit
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[ exhausting. marcus was trying to bait tate into a different, certain response - and maybe it's appropriately them that he didn't get it. defensive and dismissive has been their shared brand for a while now. ]
i'm just saying
[ cynicism is easy, sincerity is hard. marcus struggles with being a little more honest here, and when he can't bring himself to do it, he pulls the plug. there's a lot of dot dot dots before marcus eventually stops trying. ]
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