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Applied Contract Law, 13 part 1/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-09-30 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)The duo was able to find a relatively quiet cafe a few minutes’ walk from Foggy's new place. Their walk was mostly silent, Foggy taking in the sights and smells around him and definitely seeing what Matt was taking about when he compared Purgatory to New York.
Dave lead him up to a hole-in-the-wall shop where the idle chatter and exposed brick of the walls echoed nicely, the drinks were bordering on obscenely overpriced, and the smell of impending caffeine reminded Foggy of just how tired he was. The familiarity of the place was jarring to Foggy; he'd seen this scene many times. It was in these sorts of shops that he spent a majority of his finals weeks in.
While Dave ordered their drinks, Foggy picked his way over to an empty table, slightly away from the other patrons. He took a few moments to look around him. Sitting at the table closest to him were of three women, bickering over which of Hitchcock’s post-mortem movies were best.
It was then that Dave set Foggy's latte in front of him, starling him out of his thoughts.
As he watched his ex-coworker settle down into the seat across from him, Foggy suddenly noted how jittery the other seemed, hands fluttering over his own espresso cup and eyes incessantly darting anywhere but to Foggy himself. Despite himself, he felt a pang of guilt.
"I'm sorry if I forced you into coming out today," Foggy started.
Dave let out a shuddering breath. "No, no, it's fine."
Foggy eyed the other before deadpanning, "It's not, is it?"
Dave gulped, staring into his cup. Despite Foggy's unasked question, he said nothing in response. The human knew he would have to take another route.
"How have you been? I haven't heard from you in a while."
The question made Dave twitch. "I've been fine," he answered carefully, eyes still on his cup, "A bit busy since L&Z picked up a few big-name clients.”
Foggy hummed in response. “I heard you’re getting a lot of business after that politician was sacked a few years ago. What was his name? Frisk? The one who wanted to gentrify Hell’s Kitchen.”
“Fisk,” Dave corrected. “Many of his… associates came to us for their cases.”
“Aaaah, that makes sense.”
The two fell into an awkward silence. Foggy took a sip from his latte and grimaced. It really was overpriced.
“Mr. Nelson…” Dave’s hesitant question made Foggy’s attention return to the demon across from him.
“That’s my father,” Foggy chided, more good-naturedly than reprimanding, “Nothing’s changed there.”
If anything, the look on Dave’s face got even more pinched. “But it has,” Dave murmured, before visibly starting at his own words and quickly backpedaling. “Not that that’s a bad thing I simply mean— I mean that your situation has changed and you—”
“Dave,” Foggy interrupted, “I’m a lawyer. Well, was, but you get the idea. My job is to tell when people are lying.” Here the human pinned Dave with a ‘please just stop’ look that had him squirming.
“Now,” Foggy sighed, “Could you please tell me what exactly has changed?”
Dave seemed to mull the question over before venturing, “You… know who that was, right? In your apartment?”
“Yes, I know who Matt is.” Foggy said, perhaps a bit sharply.
“Then you know,” Dave paused a bit, obviously aiming for dramatic, “That he’s Satan, not ‘Matt.’”
Foggy almost rolled his eyes at his efforts. “I know Matt is Satan, yes.”
Dave almost choked on his own spit, “You— you knowingly— Foggy you knew he’s Satan and you sassed him! That— That’s—”
“Reckless, ill-advised, and none of your concern.” Despite himself, Foggy felt his nerves fraying. He wanted answers; he was tired of feeling in the dark. “Now could you please tell me what’s going on? What was that production on my doorstep? What’s with this ‘homage’ business? More importantly, why haven’t you looked at me since we got here?”
If possible, Dave stiffened further. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
A scream almost wormed its way out of Foggy’s throat. “You damn well do,” he accused, slipping into his ‘I’m a professional and you will treat me like it’ voice with practiced ease. “And I would really appreciate it if I didn’t have to use my apparently impressive position of power that I had no idea about until 20 minutes ago to get these answers out of you.”
Foggy’s words had the desired effect. “You’re my superior!” Dave’s panicked admission was whispered, but his eyes remained downcast. “I’m not even supposed to interact with you; you’re that high up! I mean—” Dave ran his hands through his hair, gripping tightly and exhaling shakily.
“Foggy, the Boss likes you! What did you do?”
“I made a Deal,” Foggy explained slowly, “It’s what people do with demons.”
“With demons, Foggy. Satan isn’t a demon; he can make deals and collect on them, but he isn’t bound to fulfill them. And it barely happens nowadays! You humans have a legend about the last guy who did that. You can still hear the poor bastard screaming on some floors of The Pillar.”
“Then he must have done something awful.” Foggy quipped.
“He didn’t! He just wanted to get the hang of chemistry! Which brings me to my second point.” Now that he started, Dave seemed unable to stop even at risk of being rude. “Matt, Satan, whatever you call him, he hates humans, that— that’s his shtick! Why does he like you? Why did he create a new division just to put you at the head? That makes no sense! You’re just a human! Foggy, you should have been strung out on the Rack the second you got here—” Dave’s voice here died in a pitiful gurgle, and Foggy was suddenly aware of just how many people around them had started talking.
However, the human just watched the demon as his expression slowly morphed from confused to horrified as he realized what he had just said, and to who. Foggy wasn’t above admitting that watching this particular revelation gave him an odd sense of satisfaction.
“I— I’m sorry. I was out of line.” Dave’s voice was quiet, barely a shadow of what it was a few seconds before.
Foggy just hummed noncommittally, and allowed them to fall into a silence as he took a long sip from his drink.
“OK, Dave,” Foggy said, decisively putting his latte down on the table between them, “Now that I know how you really feel, you’re going to answer my questions.”
He punctuated this statement with a smile, and the earlier satisfaction from getting Dave to crack only multiplied as he saw sweat break out on the other’s brow.
Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 1/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-09-30 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)Loved seeing his utter confusion and his efforts to display proper submission - right up until Foggy pushed him to display his bigotry.
Interesting to learn that Matt didn't have to fulfill his side of the deal - and I really want to hear the full story behind the last human Matt made a deal with, not just the propaganda version Dave knows.
Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 1/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-10-09 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-10-08 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)Foggy took his time getting back to his apartment. He was alone now, having sent Dave on his way upon finally getting some straight answers out of the terrified man.
From what Dave had told him, the introduction of the “conflict resolution and interest management” division was the biggest change to Hell’s infrastructure since e-mail became a thing (ousting the previous system of notes written in fire on each relevant desk and booming bodiless voices sounding from the walls). Not only was this new division going to be headed by a human, but it was to report directly to Satan himself. Thus far, it had no real employees, no contacts within administration, no known purpose, and no record of ever being discussed before it was originally announced.
The memo sent out about it nearly caused a few riots. That is, until Matt stepped in and handed down his endorsement from on high, sending the message that the human being put in charge of this department was Really Fucking Important and would soon become the second worst person to cross on this plane.
So, naturally, the demonic population started Hell's biggest rat race in order to ingratiate themselves to Foggy as soon as they could.
Foggy was so close to righteous fury upon hearing this that he felt like he could burst into flames at the slightest provocation. Matt— the oddly sweet but utter moron that he was— had totally overstepped his boundaries on this.
Foggy would have been perfectly happy setting up another independent law practice in Purgatory, representing the decent people that he could and making a fair living from the ground up. But no, Matt had to make the executive decision to place him at the head of an experimental and ridiculously powerful division with no experience to speak of.
Personal sentiment be damned, this was could only spell trouble for Foggy.
Storming into his new building, Foggy cursed that this conversation would have to take place between them right after they had finally sorted through their mutual feelings for each other.
Finally making it up to his apartment, Foggy wasn’t surprised to see Matt lounging on his couch like a cat, a huge asshole cat that had a lot to answer for.
As soon as he entered the living room and came to stand in from of the couch, Matt turned his head towards Foggy, cocking his head with a troubled expression. It was obvious he knew something was wrong.
Before he could ask however, Foggy butted in, “A new entire division? Really?”
Matt didn’t look guilty. “I have my reasons.”
Foggy made a frustrated noise. “Reasons that you didn’t deign to share! When were you going to tell me about this? Were you even going to give me a choice?”
“Of course I was. I was going to tell you when you had settled in so I wouldn’t spring this on you. I didn’t know the welcome wagon would be so ambitious.” During the last muttered part, Matt had the grace to at least look a little shamefaced.
Foggy was not amused, in fact it nudged him that much closer to hysterics.
“’Spring this on me?’ Like you sprung this on the entirety of Hell? Your half-cocked, unwanted endorsement practically put a ‘I-slept-to-the-top!’ sign over my head! This is obvious favoritism.”
“Well,” Matt said slowly, patronizingly, “you are my favorite.”
The scream that had been building in Foggy all day finally broke its way out of his throat, choked and muffled behind his teeth, but still there and obviously furious. Matt’s expression flickered, confusion and worry finally making their appearances.
“That. Is not. Okay, Matt! You completely undermined my authority to make this decision and now every demon with the slightest amount of power is going to be pandering to me in order to get closer to you. I don’t want to be in that position! You’ve sabotaged any credibility I could have had here because you couldn’t get your head around the idea of a situation that doesn’t go exactly how you planned.”
Matt looked ready to interject, but Foggy just steam rolled right over him, going from scathing to downright vicious. “This was a horrible decision, Matt. It was reckless and downright shitty to your employees. And personally, I would have liked for my friend to be there for me when I got down here, not my boss. And honestly, even a slightly competent boss might have had the courtesy to tell me they were using me.”
Normally, the look on Matt’s face would have stopped Foggy in his tracks, but by now he had built up so much momentum that he wasn’t sure he could.
“I’m disappointed in you,” Foggy hissed, “I know damn well you play this game where you try to rile me up and make me angry at you; you’re hardly subtle about it. I get it, you think it’s funny. But now you’ve involved an entire realm and guess what! I’m pissed now!”
Letting out a long exhale through his nose, Foggy stormed around his (his? Was it really?) coffee table to drop into the chair there. The distance gave him some room to think through the anger roiling in his gut.
For the first time since this argument began, Foggy really looked at Matt and immediately knew something was off. He had gone from lounging to sitting up, hands gripping painfully tightly at the fabric of his slacks. His lips were pressed into a thin line and his cheeks had gone beyond pink to ruddy. It almost looked like he was—
No.
A quick glance at Matt’s crotch confirmed Foggy’s suspicion. Matt was definitely getting something out of this. But at the same time… he looked miserable.
“Don’t look at my boner when we fight,” Matt muttered, pulling a pillow into his lap and curling in on himself. Against his will, Foggy snorted in laughter at the petulant tone.
“We’ll talk about your boner later. But now I need to know just what you were thinking.”
A gut-wrenching sigh left Matt. “I just— I knew you’d be a good choice. Demons have been around long enough to form their own networks of alliances and rivalries. For the most part, I don’t care about these relationships, but recently this has been getting in the way of business.”
Matt brought up his hand to rub at the bridge of his nose as he continued. “On top of that, I recently found that many demons in charge of human location assignment have been taking bribes to extend or shorten punishment of unattached souls before they are released into Purgatory. The soul-processing system here has been compromised and inter-demon relationships are playing into it.”
“You'd need someone outside of these influences to take care of this.” As much as he didn’t like it, Foggy could see the appeal of such a plan.
“Yes,” Matt dropped his hands and began fiddling with his cushion. “The issue came to my attention a short time before we made our deal. I originally wasn’t going to do anything about it. I mean, this is Hell and Hell has always been filled with utter bastards— human and demon alike— so I thought nothing of it. But… then, you were just— Foggy, you were interesting. And you were willing to sell your soul to get justice for people who didn’t deserve you and… And it was perfect. You were perfect.”
“For the job you mean?”
Matt shrugged noncommittally, face somehow getting a bit redder. “If I was going to get someone to clear up Hell’s infrastructure, I needed someone relatively unattached to Hell’s politics and well-versed in human morality, but still good at handling demons. And if nothing else, human rights activists have been petitioning for a human high in Hell’s infrastructure for centuries.”
“I can’t be the only one suited for this.” Foggy’s voice was incredulous.
“You’re the only candidate that I liked.”
“…Out of how many?”
Matt’s silence at this was proof enough of his answer. Not sure what he expected, Foggy just sighed, “And what if I say no?”
“Then you don’t have to. You can do literally whatever you like. Every demon on this plane knows you’re under my protection.”
That made Foggy groan, leaning forward and planting his forehead in his hands. Matt wisely said nothing.
“You understand why I’m upset?”
Matt mulled over Foggy’s question, mouth twisting up uncomfortably. “With the division?”
“Yeah, let’s start there.”
Matt was quiet for a long while. “Yes,” he eventually murmured, “yes and no. I wanted to make sure you were taken care of. I never wanted you to feel like I was… using you.”
“But I do.” Despite trying to keep his voice gentle, Foggy knew that probably came out harsher than he intended.
“I’m sorry,” Matt whispered, “I’m so sorry, Foggy. I should have taken that into consideration.”
Foggy sighed. “I know you’re sorry.”
The two fell into a long silence, and Foggy weighed his options silently.
“If I go along with this,” Foggy eventually murmured, “I’m going to have to start from the ground up. I’m going to have to work independently of you and all demons in order to figure out where to start.”
Matt said nothing, but nodded.
“I’m going to have to build my own task force,” Foggy continued, “and it’s going to be mostly humans.”
Matt’s nod this time was accompanied by a grimace, but it was a nod all the same.
“I’m also going to need every scrap of solid evidence for the bribery and under the table dealings you have. I need to know what I’m working with.”
“Okay,” Matt assented, “Whatever you ask for. I’ll manage it myself.”
“Don’t let it distract you from your real job,” Foggy teased.
The humor flew right over Matt’s head. “Managing Hell is my real job. I’ll just have to spend less time in the Racks.”
Foggy hummed, “I’ll leave that to you then.”
“Does this mean you’ll…” Matt’s words were left hanging in the air, the air charged with its unasked question.
“Yes,” Foggy huffed. “Goodness help me, but yes.”
Matt nodded, short and sharp. “I look forward to working with you.”
“…it’s really hard to take you seriously with that pillow in your lap.”
Foggy’s deadpan voice made Matt huff out a self-depreciative laugh. “Sorry.”
“Hmmm… is this why you were always—” Here Matt could hear Foggy waving a hand around, probably in a vague manner “—weirdly interested in shocking me? Like in the park? Or the Cocoa Incident?”
“Not… necessarily.” Foggy’s expectant silence egged him on. “My goal wasn’t to piss you off to, well, get off but… it felt nice. Not a lot of people call me out on being an asshole, or when they do, it has permanent consequences one way or another.”
By now, Matt’s voice dropped down low enough that Foggy had to lean in to hear clearly. “You gave me the derision I deserved, and you didn’t leave. That felt good. Like, really good. Good enough that I wanted to know how far I could go and still get to— get to have you come back.”
Foggy wasn’t sure how to feel about this. On one hand, a part of him was now running over so many of their previous interactions wondering how many times that Matt felt that he had to push the boundaries on Foggy’s patience for his own purposes. But also… when Matt put it in those horribly besotted terms it sounded like he was chasing a part of Foggy he couldn’t believe he could ever have.
As the quiet space between them stretched out, Foggy found himself wondering if Matt had had anyone stick around for him after he had screwed up. Had anyone ever forgiven him? He was guessing not.
Lost in his own thoughts, Foggy failed to notice that Matt’s increasing discomfort with the silence between them. The human was getting ready to speak when Matt stood stiffly, professional demeanor firmly in place.
“I see that this makes you uncomfortable. I’ll take my leave and let you think over—“
“Sit down, Matt.” Foggy’s voice was gentle, and yet it made Matt drop to the couch like a rock.
Matt waited for Foggy to say something— anything— with the knot of dread in his chest not loosening in the least bit. If Foggy told him to leave, he couldn’t blame him. After all it probably sounded like Matt was just using, using, using him for whatever sick purposes he found fit and oh, what had Foggy ever seen in him that was worth spending time on?
Embarrassingly enough, Matt felt the burn of tears behind his eyes. He hoped that if Foggy was going to tell him to leave, he would at least do it quickly.
“I’m not going anywhere, OK?” Foggy’s words made Matt inhale sharply, and his focus shifted to what else Foggy had to say.
The tension in Matt’s shoulders did not abate. Foggy knew he would have to be more direct.
“Come here, Matt.” At Foggy’s soft command, Matt hoisted himself up and shuffled over to stand in from of the human, who remained sitting. Foggy took Matt’s stiff hands in his own and looked up into the red of Matt’s glasses.
“I’m still a bit mad with you and weirded out right now, but I’m not going anywhere. I like you too much.”
“That doesn’t sound healthy.” Matt’s tone was quiet, almost whispered between them.
Foggy rolled his eyes. “Couples fight and stay together all the time. Maybe not about the stuff we fight about, but it’s gonna happen… boner or not.”
“You’re not letting that go, are you?”
”Never.”
Matt chuckled softly. “We are though? Still a couple?”
Foggy hummed, “I certainly hope so. It took us long enough to get here. You OK with that?”
“More than OK,” Matt’s answer was immediate, “I’ve wanted you for so long.”
“We’ve known each other for five years. That can’t be that long for you.”
“Felt like centuries.”
“Drama queen,” Foggy pulled their hands to his cheeks, letting Matt feel his smile. “You’re impossible. What am I going to do with you?”
“Not sure. But…” Matt drawled, characteristic smirk pulling at his lips, “you have a lot of time to figure that out.”
“That’s true.”
“…hey Foggy?”
“Mhmmm?”
“Thank you.”
Foggy glanced up. The expression on Matt’s face was tender enough to make his stomach twist. Despite their shortness, he knew the implications surrounding to those two words were too big to unpack at once.
Ah well, as Matt said, they had plenty of time.
“You’re welcome.”
Matt smiled a bit wider. He was, wasn’t he? Foggy had willingly opened up his life for someone like Matt. Someone as achingly good as Foggy had found him worth of attention, affection even. Foggy had seen so many parts of Matt that he had locked up or used to push others away and came back more.
Matt was not a good person. He would never be a good person (if he even counted as a “person” in the first place). He was vain, self-absorbed, conniving, aloof, self-righteous and a host of other awful attributes.
But he was good enough for Foggy.
That was enough to make him feel the slightest bit holy again.
Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-10-09 01:56 am (UTC)(link)Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-10-09 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-10-09 06:30 am (UTC)(link)They are a messed up couple but they are trying.
Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-12-04 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-10-23 12:55 am (UTC)(link)Oh my gods I’m so sorry I didn’t reply sooner. I got two jobs, had to deal with a housing problem, and relationship problems. Back now, I swear. I'm so sorry. This is SOOOOO good and I can't wait for more!
Dave almost choked on his own spit, “You— you knowingly— Foggy you knew he’s Satan and you sassed him! That— That’s—”
Ahahahahahahhaaha!
“Foggy, the Boss likes you! What did you do?”
He was just his own sweet self.
You can still hear the poor bastard screaming on some floors of The Pillar.”
“Then he must have done something awful.” Foggy quipped.
“He didn’t! He just wanted to get the hang of chemistry!
Holy shit, who’s that?!
You’re just a human! Foggy, you should have been strung out on the Rack the second you got here—” Dave’s voice here died in a pitiful gurgle, and Foggy was suddenly aware of just how many people around them had started talking.
However, the human just watched the demon as his expression slowly morphed from confused to horrified as he realized what he had just said, and to who. Foggy wasn’t above admitting that watching this particular revelation gave him an odd sense of satisfaction.
“I— I’m sorry. I was out of line.” Dave’s voice was quiet, barely a shadow of what it was a few seconds before.
Foggy just hummed noncommittally, and allowed them to fall into a silence as he took a long sip from his drink.
“OK, Dave,” Foggy said, decisively putting his latte down on the table between them, “Now that I know how you really feel, you’re going to answer my questions.”
He punctuated this statement with a smile, and the earlier satisfaction from getting Dave to crack only multiplied as he saw sweat break out on the other’s brow.
Wow. WOW. On the one hand, Dave is right. On the other, he was out of line and Foggy getting to enjoy his new status is nice.
Finally making it up to his apartment, Foggy wasn’t surprised to see Matt lounging on his couch like a cat, a huge asshole cat that had a lot to answer for.
Accurate.
“Well,” Matt said slowly, patronizingly, “you are my favorite.”
*melts*
“Don’t look at my boner when we fight,” Matt muttered, pulling a pillow into his lap and curling in on himself. Against his will, Foggy snorted in laughter at the petulant tone.
Oh my GODS.
I’m so glad they finally talked, so important. And wow, Matt playing the long con.
“Not… necessarily.” Foggy’s expectant silence egged him on. “My goal wasn’t to piss you off to, well, get off but… it felt nice. Not a lot of people call me out on being an asshole, or when they do, it has permanent consequences one way or another.”
By now, Matt’s voice dropped down low enough that Foggy had to lean in to hear clearly. “You gave me the derision I deserved, and you didn’t leave. That felt good. Like, really good. Good enough that I wanted to know how far I could go and still get to— get to have you come back.”
Oh Matt, you … you are the subbiest sub.
“Sit down, Matt.” Foggy’s voice was gentle, and yet it made Matt drop to the couch like a rock.
*fans self* GODDAMN.
“I’ve wanted you for so long.”
“We’ve known each other for five years. That can’t be that long for you.”
“Felt like centuries.”
“Drama queen,” Foggy pulled their hands to his cheeks, letting Matt feel his smile. “You’re impossible. What am I going to do with you?”
“Not sure. But…” Matt drawled, characteristic smirk pulling at his lips, “you have a lot of time to figure that out.”
*cackles* Yes please!
Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-12-04 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)I'm so glad you enjoyed these parts of this chapter! I really enjoyed writing Foggy slipping into his new position of power (personally and professionally) and I'm always a slut for two folks talking their way through a complicated relationship. Also, the development as Matt coming to terms with the fact that he can have Foggy has a partner AND a dom is going to be an interesting one. One I hope to write more of.
(Also, it's Faust Dave was talking about. Technically he was looking for knowledge on alchemy but you know.)
Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-12-09 10:57 am (UTC)(link)I'm hardly in any position to say anything about not getting around to replying to comments. This semester + grad school apps are chewing me out, so I totes feel that pain.
Oh yeah, I get that. I have two jobs currently and one just increased my hours so I'm VERY swamped.
I really enjoyed writing Foggy slipping into his new position of power (personally and professionally) and I'm always a slut for two folks talking their way through a complicated relationship.
Yesssssssssss! This! This! I'm all up for the smutty stuff later, but talking and discussion happening first is super important.
Also, the development as Matt coming to terms with the fact that he can have Foggy has a partner AND a dom is going to be an interesting one. One I hope to write more of.
When you have some time for writing, I really look forward to it! : D Seriously, Matt the Devil, with Foggy knowing he's the Devil, getting dominated by Foggy and begging for punishments from Foggy, is like a huge part of why I was initially excited by this AU and I'm so excited to see it. But don't stress out about it, I'll check in periodically, focus on your life first.
(Also, it's Faust Dave was talking about. Technically he was looking for knowledge on alchemy but you know.)
Ahhhhh ... oh wow. Yeesh. Poor guy. But like, should I feel bad?
Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-12-09 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Applied Contract Law, 13 part 2/20-ish
(Anonymous) 2015-12-20 05:23 am (UTC)(link)Applied Contract Law-- Playlist
(Anonymous) 2015-12-20 05:22 am (UTC)(link)Overall
1. Missed the Boat— Modest Mouse: “Oh, and I know this of myself/I assume as much for other people/Oh, and I know this of myself/We've listened more to life's end gong/Than the sound of life's sweet bells.”
2. Cry for Judas— The Mountain Goats: “But we are the ones who don't slow down at all/And there's nobody there to catch us when we fall.”
3. Sure as Hell not Jesus— Cosmo Jarvis: “Thank you very much for putting faith in me/Reminding me a light was once so great to be./I'm glad I made a friend that doesn't pray for me.”
4. You Told the Drunks I Know Karate— Zoey Van Goey: “I do the dumbest things for you./Why do I do the dumbest things for you?/I would be safer on my own./I didn't care, you were the most exciting thing I'd ever known.”
5. Dirty Business— The Dredson Dolls: “To all the ones that hated me the most a toast/You really had me/Going for a second I was nervous.”
6. The Fallen— Franz Ferdinand: “That the fallen are the virtuous among us/Walk among us/Never judge us to be blessed.”
Matt (to Foggy)
1. Disloyal Order of Water Buffalos— Fall Out Boy: “I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine./What a match, I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet./Boycott love/Detox just to retox/And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life.”
2. All My Guns— Sarah Donner: “In the crosshair I can see you /You know I’m there, You barely move./You’re so stunning /Oh where you running to?”
3. Sax Rohmer #1— The Mountain Goats: “And an agent crests the shadows and I head in her direction./All roads lead toward the same blocked intersection”
4. This Love— Ellie Goldburg: “Who are you to make me feel so good?/Who are we to tell ourselves that we're misunderstood?/Oh, who am I to say I'm always yours?”
5. I Wanna Be Yours— Artic Monkeys: “Secrets I have held in my heart/Are harder to hide than I thought./Maybe I just wanna be yours.”
6. Work Song— Hozier: “If the Lord don't forgive me/I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me./When I was kissing on my baby/And she put her love down soft and sweet/In the low lamp light I was free/Heaven and hell were words to me.”
Foggy (to Matt)
1. New York I Love You, but You’re Bringing Me Down— LCD Soundsystem: “New York, I Love You/But you're bringing me down./Like a death of the heart/Jesus, where do I start?/But you're still the one pool/Where I'd happily drown.”
2. Cold and Happy— Brendan McClean: “I’m not worthy/But I’m just searching for a friend/with some damn, damn good advice.”
3. My Boy Builds Coffins— Florence and the Machine: “My boy builds coffins he makes them all day/But it's not just for work and it isn't for play./He's made one for himself/One for me too.”
4. Let Go— Rac: “And they ask how I can love you, when all they see is this/But I see the things that you can't contain and what it does to you.”
5. Real People Do— Hozier: “I knew that look dear/Eyes always seeking/Was there in someone/That dug long ago/So I will not ask you/Why you were creeping/In some sad way I already know.”
6. Sarah Smiles— Panic! At the Disco: “Sarah smiles like Sarah doesn't care./She lives in her world, so unaware./Does she know that my destiny lies with her?”
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