Roger snorted back, "I thought this self-pity rap was my thing." So this was what it was like to be a roommate to himself. It wasn't that bad, actually; he had no idea what Mark ever bitched about. Getting drunk and melancholy was a lifetime staple, and people that didn't go to college had to have something to play as a strength, so why not that? Never mind that Dean had more usefulness in his little silver ring than Roger had in his entire fluffy-headed body.
"How do you even know it's useless? Have you ever done anything to know that?"
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Date: 2010-12-10 08:00 pm (UTC)"How do you even know it's useless? Have you ever done anything to know that?"