Dirk makes a short, mostly pensive sound and presses his hands against his face, rubbing his eyes underneath his shades and letting them fall back into place on his nose with a kind of practised fluidity.
"You don't even notice you're doing it." If Dirk's flattened, deadpan delivery isn't judgmental, then maybe the statement isn't judgmental at all.
Who the fuck is Lydia.
"No."
He regrets so much, every part of this entire conversation. Maybe he should have given Steven a concussion. Then maybe this wouldn't have happened.
"No. Don't... fucking. Don't ask any of those fucking people."
"I am working on fucking catching myself at it," Steven says, irritably. "It is a goddamn work in progress. And fine, then. Who am I supposed to tell? Not Tyler. I'm not doing this to him. I've fucked up with him enough already. Not you. Not Jack. Not any of them. Wow. That's everyone on Team Rocket, isn't it? So I guess I'm just screwed."
Steven takes a deep breath. Lets it out. "Yeah," he says. "Because you're a judgmental son of a bitch and also, I can't bitch about you to you. It just-- won't work."
"I mean, you're not the only person I need to bitch about," Steven says with a shrug. "But some of the dick moves you've pulled have featured heavily."
"Fascinating." His expression doesn't budge an inch. "And I'd love to hear all about it, really. But maybe hold onto that for another time, like next time I serve your ass to you repeatedly until you manage to land one back."
He is going to be feeling that in the morning. Probably. Maybe? He actually has pretty limited mortal experience with getting socked, since it's a feat that previously had yet to be accomplished by anyone except Connie or Ford. It'll be a fun learning experience.
Yeah. Dirk could tell. If nothing else, he's 100% positive Steven isn't kidding about his affinity for violence as a solution.
"What's a schedule you can keep? I don't know what you do with your time. But--"
Hang on, just a sec. Before they finish this off.
"I could be the most contemptible cocksucking piece of shit on this planet, but I got to where and who I had to be because I learn from my mistakes. You read me?"
"So in other words, start learning from mine," Steven says, tiredly. "Yeah, Dirk. I read you. Gimme a second to grab my 'gear so I can check my calendar. I'd like to shoot for at least one a week?"
If he'd known it would be important, he'd have pushed through the trolls.
"Twice a week sounds great," he says. "How do these times look." And he'll show Dirk them in the app. Si?ce his reception job is only part time, he's got some decent blocks to work with.
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"You don't even notice you're doing it." If Dirk's flattened, deadpan delivery isn't judgmental, then maybe the statement isn't judgmental at all.
Who the fuck is Lydia.
"No."
He regrets so much, every part of this entire conversation. Maybe he should have given Steven a concussion. Then maybe this wouldn't have happened.
"No. Don't... fucking. Don't ask any of those fucking people."
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"Yeah. Yeah, I guess you are."
He's so dramatic about this.
"You're getting emotional. Letting it make your decisions for you. That's your problem." One of many. But he's in good company for that.
"Stop talking and actually think before you let whatever the hell ever pop out of your damn mouth. You know why you don't want it to be me, right?"
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"Not exactly the answer I was aiming for, but you wouldn't be the first man to regale a therapist with tales of yours truly."
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He is going to be feeling that in the morning. Probably. Maybe? He actually has pretty limited mortal experience with getting socked, since it's a feat that previously had yet to be accomplished by anyone except Connie or Ford. It'll be a fun learning experience.
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"What's a schedule you can keep? I don't know what you do with your time. But--"
Hang on, just a sec. Before they finish this off.
"I could be the most contemptible cocksucking piece of shit on this planet, but I got to where and who I had to be because I learn from my mistakes. You read me?"
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He regards Steven impassively.
"Twice a week."
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"Twice a week sounds great," he says. "How do these times look." And he'll show Dirk them in the app. Si?ce his reception job is only part time, he's got some decent blocks to work with.