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.
its good
god being the centre magnet
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
have you read
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
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isaac
Thank you, Jack
in a post. I want to be remembered
like first name
its good short few pages
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i was tempted to lie about my name
yeah
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.
ion
hiding from the rain