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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
really i want the internet
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
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