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[twicebonded]

WHAT In person or texting, I don't know, I'm not your boss
WHERE Wherever you'd be at night
WHEN Day 1, night
NOTES aj said i was allowed to make a new post

[So, you've survived your first—or fiftieth, or five-hundredth—day in Quiet Mounds. Tonight, it's raining—or, it's not. Maybe you're trying to get used to your new, quiet apartment. The electricity is buzzing in that way that's hard to ignore, a silence so loud it's deafening, in that poetic sort of way.]

[Or maybe you're one of the sad sacks still working at the 24/7 joints. Or their why-am-I-even-up-this-late customers. You're the reason why capitalism does this to people, you know.]

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Comments

[abardacttofollow]

Why are you sorry?

[twicebonded]

I don't know how to talk to you.

[longer and longer pauses between replies]

[abardacttofollow]

I'm not... expecting anything. Sorry if I made this strange, texting out of nowhere.

[twicebonded]

No! I wanted it.

[abardacttofollow]

Then I don't think any harm is done. [a long pause] Is there anything I can do to make it easier?

[twicebonded]

It's nothing you're doing, or haven't done.

[abardacttofollow]

That's vague.

[twicebonded]

I mean, you're fine. You're great.

[abardacttofollow]

Don't take it on yourself that it's hard to know someone knows you and cares about you when it's—well, news to you.

[twicebonded]

That's hardly the issue.

[abardacttofollow]

[long pause]

Would you like to come over? Medren won't mind if I climb in with him tonight, if you want the spare room.

[twicebonded]

I don't want to impose.

[abardacttofollow]

My main issue is honestly how to get you to Medren's apartment without waking him when the lift works the way it does. But we can experiment.

[twicebonded]

[a long pause]

Alright.

[so after some possible Ordeal, Stef has a dripping wet Vanyel in a black T-shirt and hoodie and damp, clinging jeans]

[abardacttofollow]

Vanyel, you're soaked!

[Good gods you're gorgeous. This is unfair]

[twicebonded]

It was raining . . .

[he at least looks a little embarrassed]

[abardacttofollow]

And not a cloak to your name, poor thing. Do you think you'll fit my spare clothes?

[twicebonded]

I—please don't be too sympathetic to my stupidity. I can dry them off, just let me in the bathing room briefly . . .

[abardacttofollow]

I'll be as sympathetic as I please.

[twicebonded]

And then we'll both cry again . . .

[abardacttofollow]

I just think giving you dry clothes will be more helpful, Van.

[twicebonded]

. . . fine.

[abardacttofollow]

[goes to get him his own arrival jeans and t-shirt] Sorry I don't have anything more comfortable. You're a bit taller but I'm a bit skinnier so hopefully it balances out.

[twicebonded]

[taking them, chiding gently as he steps into the bathroom to change]

Have you eaten today?

[abardacttofollow]

I've had food.