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@bellamy.blake

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You got a minute?

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whatever it is i didn't do it

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Guilt conscience, Murphy?

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is there any other kind

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Maybe not for us.

[Wow, great way to get this conversation going, Bellamy.]

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[ Classic Bellamy. ]

did you need something

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[Yeah, okay, to the point.]

You know how we can share memories? I was thinking we could give it a shot. If you think it would help.

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help what

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Help us get on the same page.

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did you do that with clarke too

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Yeah, I did, but that doesn't matter.

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clarke just let you into her head

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[If only Bellamy could convey the proper amount of ??? over text.]

What's your point?

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[ Keep ???ing forever, Bellamy. ]

how does it work

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Like the empathy bond I think. We touch, you remember something, and I see it.

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sounds like a good way to see a hell of a lot more than you bargained for

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It's an offer. I'm not making you.

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[ An offer? ]

wait

is this something you want or something you think i want

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[That's... a question. Murphy deserves an honest answer, and so Bellamy doesn't respond right away. He hesitates, mulling it over.

Unfortunately, it doesn't really help.]

I don't know.

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where are you

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Leaving work.

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let's talk about this when you get home

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I'll be there soon.

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[ And Murphy will just... keep lounging in bed, the way he's spent his whole day off, with a half-empty bottle of liquor tucked against his chest. Do not judge him. ]

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[It doesn't take long for Bellamy to figure out where Murphy is, considering the size of their apartment. When he pokes his head in through the door, his eyebrows go up immediately. He's sort of judging.]

Good day?