This chapter and the next one are both just pesterlogs. I feel like it's worth mentioning that the more reviews I get, the faster I update. O_O So uh, yeah, chapter two, everybody... *notawkwardwut*
-turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] at 15:49-
TG: rose
TG: rose oh my fucking god talk to me
TG: its important
TG: really important
TG: i dont think i can handle this at all
TG: please answer
TG: shit
TT: I suppose it is entirely unnecessary to ask if something is wrong?
TT: What's the matter?
TG: im really just
TG: i can barely type right now shit
TG: i really need help
TG: i don't know what to do
TT: Once again I ask: what is the matter? You'll find you'll receive my help much more quickly if you tell me your problem instead of forcing me to sleuth for it.
TG: bro has cancer
TG: my bro
TG: has
TG: cancer
TG: and he wants me to completely ignore it
TG: he said it doesn't concern me
TT: Oh dear.
TG: is that all you can say
TG: i cant handle jack shit right now
TG: and so im here flipping my shit
TG: barely even breathing
TG: and all you can say
TG: is oh dear
TT: No, no, don't misunderstand, I don't mean to be unsupportive. It's simply that it really does seem to be a difficult situation. One that cannot be remedied easily. Have you tried having a mature conversation with him?
TG: i guess i mean he sorta just said it and i was panicking so he told me to basically not worry about it but how can i do that
TG: how can he even ask that of me
TG: rose
TG: oh my god help me
TT: How did you explain how you were feeling?
TG: probably badly
TG: i told him that telling me to not care was moronic
TG: thats kind of all for the feelings area
TT: What sorts of symptoms does he have? Have you noticed?
TG: hes been sick for a while I guess
TG: cuz hes always tired and hes had a consistent headache for a few weeks which i normally wouldn't notice except that all the headache medication in the entire apartment has been depleted
TG: on top of that he keeps puking
TG: and i almost beat him in sparring a few weeks ago which is when you know something is really fucked up
TG: he wasnt going easy on me
TG: he was completely exhausted by the end of it i wasnt really sure how to take that
TT: That's... Interesting.
TG: what the fuck
TT: Well it's beginning to sound like brain cancer. Headache, fatigue, physical weakness, nausea…
TG: shit
TG: …
TG: um
TG: be right back
TT: I'll hold.
TG: okay sorry my bad
TT: May I inquire as to why you had to leave so quickly?
TG: spilled stuff on my keyboard and needed to wipe it off
TT: Right…
TG: what
TT: Dave, are you crying?
TG: no god hahahahaha crying is for pussies
TT: Dave.
TG: what
TT: Be honest. Please?
TG: fuck
TG: okay yeah
TG: im sorry
TG: i cant help it
TG: bro is invincible
TG: this stuff doesnt happen to him
TT: No one is ever invincible, Dave. No matter how much you admire them. Also, you needn't apologize for showing emotion.
TG: i just dont get it
TG: why him
TG: why me
TG: hes raised me for seventeen years
TG: what the hell do I do without him
TT: You may not need to even consider that. Cancer is not determinedly lethal. Your brother could be cured.
TG: what if though rose
TG: what if everything goes wrong
TG: and i end up alone
TG: then what do i do
TT: Whatever you can. Cross that bridge if and when you do in fact get to it.
TG: okay i guess
TG: i think im gonna go to sleep or something
TG: try to calm down you know
TT: Understandable. I wish you the best.
TG: yeah see you
TT: Goodbye.
-turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] at 16:02-
