Day Six: Five people who mean a lot.

[open_flame]

1. Jack (This is in order. Jack is my number one, always.)


2. The Kids (No, I'm not picking, they are all equally important to me)


3. Red. No, Kitty. No, Elle. ...oh, screw it. Everyone at work. Yes, even John Hart. (No, never mind. Not him.)


4. Nathan & The Fae ( but only because that stupid Oath says I have to.)


5. Broom ( Yes, I know he's dead. Still counts.)

Comments

[hart-john.livejournal.com]

Oh, and it was before?

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

[sighs regretfully] It could have been, but... [shakes her head] It's too late, John. I can't trust you anymore.

[and yes, for a while there, she did.]

[hart-john.livejournal.com]

[what she says, and even the implication of it, is enough to leave him quiet for a few seconds]

You don't give many chances, do you?

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

Not when my family or friends are concerned, no.

[hart-john.livejournal.com]

I thought Jack was all into giving seconds chances and redemption and all that.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

[seriously] Do I look like Jack?

[hart-john.livejournal.com]

You look like a bitch. [well, she didn't ask, but...]

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

Who says I'm not? [glare]

[hart-john.livejournal.com]

I know you are.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

And I know you are a lying asshole.

Least we know where we stand.

[hart-john.livejournal.com]

[shrugs]

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

[glares] We done here or what?

[hart-john.livejournal.com]

[rolls eyes] Yeah, yeah.