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dollpocalypse ([personal profile] dollpocalypse) wrote2011-11-16 07:53 pm
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Room 307, Wednesday Evening

As it turned out, it was harder to take stories down from a kink meme than you might think. Perils of posting anonymously and all that -- no easy delete button.

Which was why it was fortunate that Topher didn't need a delete button, and managed with little trouble to not only take the story down, but also to gift the moderators with some thoughtful presents to express his appreciation of their entire stupid system.

Mean, system-disrupty presents. Sorry, Pepper totally anonymous moderators.

At least it felt useful to do that rather than the whole video-game-zombie-killing thing. That was a plus. Once he was finished, he considered working a bit on some of Peter's spybots, since his weetiny self had not been kind to them, but the memory of working on them with Tony put that on a definite hold.

So. Moping Hacking for sport it was.

[[for that guy getting a jump start on his career as a heartbreaker actually screw that, i'm bored. door shut but post open.]]

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[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Would I be here if I wasn't?"
dollpocalypse: (neg: sit here & angst till he texts back)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck it fuck it fuck it, any chances that Topher ever might have had of repressing the weekend and pretending he'd never been that awkward, desperate little kid who just wanted friends were completely gone.

"I don't know," he said quietly, hating how he must sound right now. "Maybe."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Trust me," Tony replied. "If I didn't care, I'd be passed out in a pile of dirty laundry by now."
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh."

Huh.

He lightly kicked one of the half-disassembled spybots on the floor under his bed.

"Thanks, I guess."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll do something this weekend, okay? After I feel human again."
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Topher agreed, managing to sound really eager and really uncertain at the same time. "Yeah, you should probably get some rest."

Congratulations on being the only person whose physical well-being Topher had ever given a shit about, Tony. HE DIDN'T MOTHER-HEN JUST ANYONE, YOU KNOW.

"What, uh. What happened? I mean, if you don't mind, uh..."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Tony opened his mouth to respond, then closed it again. "Really long story. I'll tell you later, okay? Promise."
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't have to," Topher said quickly.

Because his self-esteem felt like shooting itself in the back alley tonight, apparently.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"I will." It was a firm promise.

"We can't have too many serious conversations," he said with a grin. "Might break something."
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Topher let himself crack a smile at that. An uncertain one, taking his cue from Tony, but still a smile.

"Yeah," he agreed. "Good call."
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Jerky nod.

"Yeah. Definitely." Because now he was going to to show up at the door of the lab to make good on that if he had to. "So, uh--" as he realized that he'd still been holding that stupid shirt all this time, knuckles of his left hand nearly white from his grip, "--here."

He was going to replay the moment of letting it go and tossing it to Tony over again in his head a million times, thanks.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Tony replied, taking the shirt and nodding at him again.
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Go nap, okay?"

It felt stupid to say, but he couldn't keep himself from saying it.
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay. Good."

His own mother wasn't this bad with the nagging, damnit. SEE WHAT YOU DID TO PEOPLE, TONY?

"So... Saturday? I'll be at the store most of the day if you wanna come by."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Tony couldn't stifle the sharp inhale at the mention of the shop. "Maybe in my lab after?"
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
It was only the inappropriate scrutiny attention Topher was used to giving Tony that had him noticing that quick intake of breath.

But he figured he'd given Tony a hard enough time today, so even though he saw it and his expression made it pretty clear that he'd seen it, he brushed it off.

"Yeah, sure," he said easily. "Like five?"

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Tony nodded again, taking a step back. "I'll see you then."

So he could get back to being emotionally healthy about his trauma.
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[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-17 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." Topher nodded. "See you."

AND NOW, FOR HIDING UNDER THE BLANKETS AND BEING GENERALLY COMPLETELY CONFUSED.
Edited 2011-11-17 05:07 (UTC)
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