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[pain_train]

To find out times for the next three station stops of the Pain Train, press 1.

For a list of stations serviced by the Pain Train, press 2.

To leave a message for the conductor of the Pain Train, press 3.

To purchase tickets on the Pain Train, pull some more of your stupid-ass shit.

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Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

Pff, stairs are for the weak and those that lack conviction.

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[pain_train]

Easy to say when they're not standing between you and the room you want to get to in someone's house.

Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

That's what grapple lines are for. Tarzan your way over.

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[pain_train]

Next time. And I'll tell North it was your idea if he gets mad about the ceiling getting messed up.

Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

He won't get mad. He'll just call new by my first name all disappointed dad for being a bad influence.

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[pain_train]

Will he cross his arms too?

Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

Oh yeah. And SIGH.

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[pain_train]

Bet it's cute when he's not doing it at me.

Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

It's kind of adorable. And then when it's your turn you kinda wanna roll over and show your belly just so he'll STOP.

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[pain_train]

I just kind of threw up on a bush. Twice. Or maybe I did that before he did the arms crossed thing. I don't really remember.

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[goddamngrenades]

Were you dipped in purple paint and singed from setting someone else on fire?

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[pain_train]

I wish. It would have been a better night.

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[goddamngrenades]

Then it couldn't have been that bad. The dadface, I mean.

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[pain_train]

Felt bad enough at the time.

[But everything had felt bad, then, so it probably didn't count.]

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[goddamngrenades]

It'll be okay. The North thing. You were in a rough way and he's real understanding.

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[pain_train]

I think I've been in a rough way the entire time he's known me. Fuck knows why he puts up with it but I'm glad he does.

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[goddamngrenades]

He's a caring kind of guy- and he gets that seeing someone when they're not at their best isn't a solid sign of who they are normally. Otherwise we'd never have been friends.

Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[pain_train]

Is he still going to like me when I'm not a fucked up mess?

If that ever happens.

Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

Of course.

And it will. Eventually. We all end up leveling out sooner or later.

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[pain_train]

[Well, once you hit the bottom,you do kind of level out, right?]

I hope you're right.

[Really hadn't planned on living that long. But North...]

Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

It'll be okay. Eventually. Everything's okay eventually.

But until then? Call me to bitch if you need to.

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[pain_train]

It kind of has to be. [Because hey, life's a bitch and then you die, right?]

Okay. I will. [Don't worry, York. She's not a complainer. She's not going to bother you with her petty bullshit.]

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[goddamngrenades]

Seriously. Everyone needs their 'bitch about the world' buddy. It's my turn to do that for someone.

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[pain_train]

That's really nice of you. It really is. But I also know all you Immune have it way tougher than me so I'd feel like an asshole to complain even more.

Re: Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

Dude, I didn't get dropped off a building and land on my spine. To me? You can complain. I mean shit, I'm glad to be breathing. Helping you out is just what friends do.