There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

I am below everything.

Can I see

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

all that is to say

is this you as well

so the method has to be autonomous

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

no like which do people call me

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

and the fake qualifier