IO to Finnigan Only

[mc_mike]

There's this problem I have that I reckon you can fix.

My best mate's had a face on, see, and in between snapping at anyone within a fifty-foot radius, he's mentioned you're acting a right shitty git since he told you about going on holiday with Tony and me. Way I figure, you've a problem with it, then your problem's with all of us, not just him.

So here's how this'll go, yeah? You say whatever the bloody hell you want - you want to lay into me? Have at. I'll tell you to get over your ruddy self, you'll stop giving Terry this fucking guilt act and that'll be that.

Don't know about you and how you're feeling about your boyfriend, but I'm sodding tired of seeing my mate moping the bloody fuck around.

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[finniganseamus.livejournal.com]

Guess I'm not stoic enough for you, is that the problem?

Do you think I like seeing Terry upset? Do you actually think I want to be upset? If you do, you're all sorts of fucked up and it's not good, Corner.

Yeah, I've a problem with it. Jesus, the timing couldn't be worse.

[http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/]

What the bleeding hell is that supposed to mean?

I don't know what the hell you like, so for all I know, you could be some sick bastard that does.

What's wrong with the ruddy timing?

[finniganseamus.livejournal.com]

Nothing. It doesn't mean anything that won't get you hacked off and me apologising for it later so let's strike it out.

I wouldn't hurt Terry it came between that and being shoved off a cliff. Shove me off the bleeding cliff already and get it over with. Just leave Terry the fuck alone.

The timing is shite because we'd planned on moving into the flat we've let. I don't know if Terry mentioned it to you or not, but looks like it doesn't matter much that we get stuff done now since he won't be there anyway.

[http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/]

Wouldn't hurt Terry, yeah. Right. His sodding mood says the same loud and bloody clear.

You're hacked off because you reckon you can't move into your flat if he's gone?

Sounds more like you're sodding jealous to me.

[finniganseamus.livejournal.com]

Guess you don't know a sodding thing about missing someone then? No second thoughts to your girlfriend, yeah?

Whatbloodyever. Look, I'm not asking you to approve or give a shite about what I think. Just, Jesus, bring him back in one piece, yeah?

I know you're going and I'm not asking him not to go, like. Lay off.

[http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/]

Second thoughts? Try a hundred, thousand, a fucking million thoughts to her, none sodding easier than the first, none making the fact that I know with every fibre of my being that this is something that I ruddy have to do and do without her, any bloody easier.

Yeah. Got it. No sending him back through post in bits and pieces after Tony and I sell his soul for kippers.

[finniganseamus.livejournal.com]

Why the sod did you IO me?

[http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/]

Like I said, lay off the ruddy guilt trip. Give the bloke a break. He doesn't want to leave you any sodding more than you're looking forward to shipping him off, yeah? That's all.

[finniganseamus.livejournal.com]

I know that. I'm not giving him a guilt trip.

Fucking hell. I'm already dealing with the disappointment and Terry knows. Alright? Terry knows. Yeah, you can go ahead and hate me, think I want to see him hurt?! Actually, if I were you thinking that poorly of me, I'd hate me too.

But you couldn't be more fucking wrong. So just leave off and let us deal with it on our own like you always do.

[http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/]

Fucking hell, I don't hate you. Annoying as shite, but I don't ruddy hate you. There's a couple other bastards that I'd rather hate, if it's all the same.

Couldn't sound a better plan. Cheers.

[finniganseamus.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, that's loads better, that is.


What - Oh, fantastic. Actually, while I've got your attention, it wouldn't bleeding kill you to at least put on a show for Terry's sake. You appear to give a shite about him when you talk, but it'd be something else to see it. It'd make him happy, whether or not you think I'm annoying and I think you're a prat. So maybe you could be less of a shite when he's around, if you think it wouldn't kill you. Just an idea.

[http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/]

That's a real fucking laugh coming from you. Right. Because he'd appreciate the both of us faking something we all know is as likely as Potter running off and joining the sodding Death Eaters.

If you'd've bothered to've taken your head out of your arse for two seconds, you'd've noticed I've been trying. I'm not starting arguements with you around him, I don't ruddy hightail my arse away the second you're around, I told him I'd go with you lot to your flat this weekend, and I'll be buggered to let you carry on lecturing me about being less of a shite.


You say you care about him and want to see him happy. Should take your own advice there, Finnigan.

[finniganseamus.livejournal.com]

Shows what you know, doesn't it? He would like us getting along and if we can't really mean it, the most we could do is try.

Didn't you IO me to tell me to be less of a shite? Can't take what you deal, Corner?

So between the both of us doing our part, like, he'd be in good hands, yeah? I say this conversation is done.

[http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/]

Did you miss the sodding part where I said I've been trying? What the hell have you been doing on your end?

I don't get you. I don't ruddy get you at all. But you know what?

Fuck it.

Have a brill night.