She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

IWGD

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

"Put a blanket."

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Style

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

13, H, grate

Thank you, Jack

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

But seriously, thank you, Jack

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

Rain, starting

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He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.