4:30 AM, Saturday the 25th of November.
austinrcarlile: I hope you're sleeping well, and still in the same cozy position as the one I put you in before I left.
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7:56 AM, Saturday the 25th of November.
austinrcarlile: Good morning, Alan.
austinrcarlile: I hope you're having good dreams.
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12:12 PM, Saturday the 25th of November.
austinrcarlile: Text me to let me know you're alive.
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2:47 PM, Saturday the 25th of November.
austinrcarlile: You're kind of scaring me just a little.
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4:21 PM, Saturday the 25th of November.
austinrcarlile: Alan?
alanashby: just woke up.
austinrcarlile: You're awake! It's alive!
alanashby: yes. i am.
austinrcarlile: How do you feel? Is anything feeling better?
alanashby: half the bruises healed up really well and the cuts are feeling a lot less stingy and sore.
austinrcarlile: That's amazing!
alanashby: yeah until some asshole comes along and does it all over again.
austinrcarlile: Have you considered the wedding yet?
alanashby: when's that again?
austinrcarlile: The 30th of November.
alanashby: I HAVE FIVE DAYS ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
austinrcarlile: I sent it a few days ago.
alanashby: YOU IDIOT I CAN'T GET A SUIT OR ANYTHING TOGETHER ALL I HAVE IS A DRESS SHIRT AND SOME SLACKS I DON'T HAVE A FULL OUTFIT I'M NOT PREPARED
alanashby: I CAN'T GO YOU MORON I'M NOT NEARLY PREPARED
austinrcarlile: I'll get you a suit jacket. Do you need shoes?
alanashby: NO YOU'RE NOT BUYING ME SHIT YOU INSANE IDIOT
austinrcarlile: What size shoe are you?
alanashby: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU.
alanashby: WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PLEASE TELL ME.
alanashby: I WANNA UNDERSTAND WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU
austinrcarlile: Okay so like an 8? 9? How big are your shoes?
alanashby: DO NOT BUY ME SHOES.
austinrcarlile: Okay so a 10?
alanashby: 10 but i swear to god you're renting them not buying them for me and what color tie do i need i have three different orange ones
austinrcarlile: Orange works beautifully. Pick the darker shade.
alanashby: you're MENTAL there's SOMETHING wrong with you
austinrcarlile: What's wrong with making sure my date looks nice for the wedding?
alanashby: something that's for shit sure.
austinrcarlile: Have you told your parents yet?
alanashby: oh god no i haven't oh fuck
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Bones Exposed - AC/AA
FanfictionAfter months of watching Alan suffer and contributing to it himself, his guilt sneaks up to force him into messaging Alan.