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[oorah]

you do yeah

[ and his ear, whatever that's worth. ]

my parents were real upstanding people you know. they loved me no matter what dumbass thing i did and it won't surprise you i found something new every day. i didn't get it til i had my own kids, my own son. i'd forgive that little shithead anything.

[shittier]

thats actually kind of helpful

now i don't have to wonder if you've always been this much of a pain in the ass or if you were just born that way

[ and now she knows. ]

i'm sure both our folks would be happy with the kind of upstanding citizens we've become

[oorah]

see there's your silver lining. they didn't live long enough to see their kids become shitstains.

[ strangely upbeat for a serial killer, isn't he? ]

[shittier]

i didn't know

i mean i knew about your family, but not your parents

sorry

[ look at these two peas in a pod. ]

[oorah]

they were old.

[ there's a thank you/it's okay in there somewhere, probably... ]

are you memed out?

[shittier]

jesus christ what are you a goddamn millennial social media queen now???

never in a million years would i have ever imagined that i'd get turned down by a dude only to have him send me memes all night instead especially from you of all people

anyway keep them coming i guess

[oorah]

will you quit it with that already? look i really didn't know.

[ that it was a booty call type sitch?? he doesn't get those. ]

i just like that account. it's funny.

[shittier]

you hurt my pride, frank. do you know how many people have hurt my pride? literally no one until tonight

so no, i will never not give you shit

at least until i get drunk enough and then forget

[oorah]

that's really not what i was trying to do. giving me shit is legit tho, obviously i'm really bad at this.

[ whatever "this" is. have a deflective meme response!!! ]

[shittier]

and what exactly were you trying to do

[oorah]

[ oops is it truth time already? he thought he had at least one more meme. ]

figure out why you would want to sleep with me out of all the scumbags in this city.

[shittier]

is that a question you want me to answer or are you just making a statement

[oorah]

neither. i was answering your question.

that was what i was trying to do at the bar

[shittier]

[ she's reading that with her eyes squinted because she's not... too sure if she's understanding what he's saying... ]

so you didn't reject me, you just... questioned why?

[oorah]

that's right. but i think i figured it out. i'm "safe" right? you can't hurt me and i can't hurt you because we're both assholes of the highest order.

am i in the ballpark?

[shittier]

i thought you didn't want my answer about it?

i'm not stupid enough to think i'm safe with anyone, especially ones who constantly have a target on their back and are called "the punisher"

i'm just stupid enough to want to sleep with them, i guess

[oorah]

i didn't mean that kind of safe.

[ so he's going to take that as a yes...? ]

do you still want to or did i wreck it?

[shittier]

[ jesus christ. if she believed in gender roles he'd definitely be the woman in this... whatever this is. but his question makes her think.

she doesn't know. maybe? no, no. she definitely still wants to sleep with him. she learned her lesson last time about not being up front, and even though she's not good at talking about feelings or... drama or whatever, she just wants to get it out of the way. at least if she has her answer one way or another, she can process accordingly. ]

it's not that big of a deal, frank. you're a good looking guy that can take care of himself who also happens to be a piece of shit with nothing else to lose

also, it's hard to wreck something with someone who literally has zero expectations out of men, so

[oorah]

all of that was fair except for the part about me being good looking but i'll take it.

[ and now you know frank castle is 100% a woman when it comes to all matters of the heart. ...dick? or maybe he's just made being socially awkward into an extreme sport, you decide. ]

maybe we could get another drink sometime

[shittier]

are we talking about your definition of getting a drink or mine?

[oorah]

[ here it comes again. the chance for him to completely make an ass of himself. last time she thought he was rejecting her, like he has the fucking authority to reject anyone, least of all jessica freaking jones. lord. there's a pause before his next message as all the doubts churn - he shoudn't have texted her tonight. and yet... ]

maybe one could lead to the other

[shittier]

[ leave it to jessica jones to not be satisfied by his answer or not happy to be getting something that she wants.

she wants to tell him that it's really... not a big deal. like yeah, she gave him shit, but it's what she does. but she knows he's a man of his word, and it would probably be insulting for her to even question it after all this. ]

maybe. guess we'll see

but you'll tell me if you change your mind, right

[oorah]

what you want my written consent ahead of time?

[ it's actually kind of... something. god he may as well keep it up while they're on the honesty train right? ]

i'll probably chicken out again anyway

[shittier]

after all this? it wouldn't hurt

[ she actually appreciates that answer because something clicks in her head that never did before, and she can't help but be a little frustrated at herself for not piecing his puzzle together better. also, it gives her a reason to voice her concerns from before. ]

i said it would be good for the both of us because we both know what it's like to lose everything, but the truth is i don't

you lost a wife and your children. i never had that to lose

i imagine this probably isn't easy for you. i keep saying it's just sex and it doesn't matter but at some point it did for you

so if you do bail on me, i get it. but just let me know so i don't make an ass of myself

again

[oorah]

everyones lost something jess. i don't have a monopoly on tragedy.

[ he gets THAT. what he doesn't get is... everything else coming to his phone right now. ]

you didn't. make an ass of yourself.

[ at least, not in his mind. ]

the last person i got into something like this with got shot so. you might've been onto something with my track record.