*Well shit, so that’s what this is about.*
*Kind of laughs because that was kind of funny*
Well… If I tell you I had he least portion of guilt on all that, does that count for something?
[ Uh-oh, you shouldn’t have laughed ]
[ You should not have laughed ]
[ She looks positively murderous right now ]
No, it doesn’t. I will have a talk with Roberto later, but you are not going away with this. [ Throws her arms up, getting louder ] What were you thinking? That box was mine. I never gave you the right to even look through most my boxes, what made you think you could throw it on a Goddamned bonfire?
*He didn’t think it would be that big a deal*
You want the truth? I wasn’t thinking at all. I was freaky drunk and I just went along with whatever Roberto was saying, because it made some kind of sense at the time and it was funny. it was just some toys, you can buy new ones if that’s the problem, I’ll not even say a thing.
[ Her hands clench into fists by her sides ]
[ It’s not like she’ll try to hit him, she’s smarter than that, but the want is there. ]
It’s not about the freaking toys. I couldn’t care less for them, truth be told, because it wasn’t all that was in that box! I kept a lot of money there, almost all my old crosses, I had photographs in there. Do you really peg me for someone who’d be mad about freaking sex toys I hadn’t picked up in months?
It was funny? [ She basically growls the word, spits it out ] Whoa. Great to know you get a fucking laugh out of burning my shit up. You should’ve joined Arthur and Alfred back when they were still into it!
And if you’re this gullible when drunk, I just might start locking you out whenever you go out drinking. God forbid someone convinces you to disappear with something else, otherwise.
*Gilbert paled and stared at her in shock when she told him all that there was in the box. He didn’t know that, he had no idea, and in the state he had been it wasn’t like he would have noticed. He cursed, internally and loudly, and looked genuinely guilty now.* Shit, Meg, I am sorry, I didn’t know…
*He cringed at her growl, but glares back at her. Wrong or not, he never liked getting shouted at.* Yes, at the time it was fucking funny, what do you want me to say, I barely remember what the fuck happened. Don’t go all high and mighty on me like you’ve never done any stupid shit you don’t even remember on the hundreds of times you have gotten drunk since ever!
And I am not! I don’t have any fucking clue what happened, okay!? Greyjerks got me all weird, I fucked up, it won’t happen again!