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Montague could hear him perfectly well, but he figured that, for the purposes of the charade that they were childishly not speaking to one another, he chose not to mention it. Shuffling nervously on his feet, he did think through the best words to use, something meaning and emotional--
But he couldn't string together some educated, intellectual sentence. Montague was never really smart, not scholarly whatsoever. He remembered his mother and Isaac both cracking up in laughter over something silly he had let slip out, so it would even sound like him if he did say something overly smart. It just wouldn't... be Monty.
"T-Tell him I'm sad and lonely and... and I miss him lots and that I... I've never left, he'll know what it means. I've always been here, I... I've seen him. I've seen everything."
"You okay, my little duckie? Montague, are you alright?" The drunken man suddenly asked, watching the ghost begin to become overly emotional and practically hyperventilate. When Monty smiled and urged him to continue, he smiled awkwardly and, forcing the urge back to vomit, looked up at the handsome man opposite him. "He said-- What did you say-- Oh, that he's lonely or something and that he's always been here and he's seen everything you've done-- I dunno, you two should make up~! Be happy~!"
But he couldn't string together some educated, intellectual sentence. Montague was never really smart, not scholarly whatsoever. He remembered his mother and Isaac both cracking up in laughter over something silly he had let slip out, so it would even sound like him if he did say something overly smart. It just wouldn't... be Monty.
"T-Tell him I'm sad and lonely and... and I miss him lots and that I... I've never left, he'll know what it means. I've always been here, I... I've seen him. I've seen everything."
"You okay, my little duckie? Montague, are you alright?" The drunken man suddenly asked, watching the ghost begin to become overly emotional and practically hyperventilate. When Monty smiled and urged him to continue, he smiled awkwardly and, forcing the urge back to vomit, looked up at the handsome man opposite him. "He said-- What did you say-- Oh, that he's lonely or something and that he's always been here and he's seen everything you've done-- I dunno, you two should make up~! Be happy~!"