http://lepetitemortals.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lepetitemortals.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] apocalipped 2011-02-12 08:09 pm (UTC)

All. The. Time.

In response to that, Vedder gave her usual reply. Which was, to purse her lips together and blow one perfect smoke ring.

Thus rendering a paternity test unnecessary.

"Are we really going to do this again?" she asked, sounding bored. "You insist I'm not yours, and I point out my lungs are on fire. Then she says she can't have me anyway, because she's dead, and I say that's great, but I'm here. And then Rube lectures her about not using protection, and she says that she's dead and this can't be happening, and when she starts freaking out again, that's when Mason says he's taking me out for ice cream. Which usually means he buys me a cone as a bribe so I'll play look-out while he deals crack in the alley."

Vedder did not have a normal childhood. In other news, water was kind of damp.

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