2020-02-06 - Misery Loves Company

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : i'm dying i'm officially dying

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : How many days in are you? Or should I ask in hours?

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : I think like babies ages in months, it stops counting after 18 and it just becomes annoying to everyone else.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : You are not dying. You are just kicking this things ass in the most painful way possible.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Also. I think I found a place for you? How would you feel about: https://gray-harbor.com/game/uploads/liven/cabin5.jpg

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : My head is pounding and Alexander isn't here to fix it. This is what death feels like.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : No. Death is peaceful. This is suffering.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : No way can I afford that.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Fine. This is just dying.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : No, but I can. And yes, that's acceptable. Remind me not to text you when I'm sweating in the bathtub in the middle of the night for morale.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : You're still floating the bloated prices they decided to give me when we broke up. No way will that place still be available when we are finally able to get this sorted.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Misery does love company. But I wish we were in the bathtub together. Dying.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I have some investments I might be getting into with Thorne. And I like the thought of you and me in a bathtub, even if we're both shaking and miserable.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : if he zuckerbergs you I'll kill him. I'm feeling particularly murderous. Maybe Alexander is safer in the hospital.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Hospital? What happened? (and no killing Thorne)

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Something to do with a bar brawl. I dunno. Hazy when the nurse called me.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : See what happens when I stop drinking? Alexander's in the hospital now because I wasn't there drinking with him.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I should probably wait to see how serious it is before I crack jokes about it

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : probably

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : (...)

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : (...)

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : I think I broke a lamp.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : that's ok. It should have known not to run it's mouth when you are trying to get clean. It had it coming.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : I couldn't get the aspirin bottle open.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Aw. Do you need someone to look after you while Alexander recovers?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : And i mean as a friend, not trying to defile more parts of Alexander's house

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : As much as I want to see you, I don't want you to see me like this.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : If it makes you feel better I slept in the closet last night for maybe a grand total of two hours sleep? I look like hell

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : For the record the whole learning to sleep alone thing shouldn't apply right now. Where's Harpoff?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Yea, still trying. Don't want to get dependent on ambien and just replace the drinking.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : I'm proud of you.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : And you'd totally be proud of the epic snot bubble I blew earlier while crying.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I would. I am proud of you too. I'm also pretending I'm not smoking twice as much right now.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : omg I want a joint so bad right now.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Same.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Did I tell you Alexander put shackles on the bed because of this? He's pretending they're not there, but they totally are in case I get unruly, I guess.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I have very mixed feelings about that

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Regretting not wanting to defile his house?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : No. More like why is my friend chaining up my gf without mentioning it to me?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : And it's going to be a long time before I consider handcuffs sexy again. sorry. too much of a good thing.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Well it's not like he has a leg spreader or anything...

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : No need to be sorry. That was my bad.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : leg spreader? Like a photo of my abs? I'm pretty sure he doesn't have a picture of my abs in his house, but he should.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : I need more of them on my phone.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Once I don't look like I slept in a gutter, sure thing.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Even homeless Easton is hot. No old ones just laying around, huh?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : If I share one can I ask for no followup questions?

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : I promise not to ask whose hand that is or who took it from across the room.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : ::Pic of Easton in his bathroom with bruises up his torso and on his neck. He's obviously naked but the pic is from just below the waist up:: From a long time ago, post rough hookup.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : So hot.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : And it's all yours.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : 😍I hope you gave as good as you got. Totally not a question.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Rest assured. Sadly no photo evidence tho.