You're the only one who understands my jokes because of it, you know. I mentioned Buster Keaten once and got a stare so blank I might as well have been an eggshell white wall.
[ Nate sometimes has a difficult time parsing flirtations and come-ons from otherwise sincere statements, particularly when the people delivering them can go either way. He doesn't want to be presumptuous, but he's also a little tired still and not firing on all cylinders. He hedges, just in case. ]
i've seen your wardrobe, you are the last thing from an eggshell white wall.
[ Midge herself isn't sure what she's doing, other than being vulnerable. That in and of itself is terrifying--but it's Nate. The guy's had her back since day one. ]
no, it was more post-apocalyptic clothes, food, supplies, pretty much everything was hard to find whole place had monthly monster attacks, the buildings were largely desolate shells of what they once were
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is it my turn for a question now?
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Only if you confess to stealing a Picasso.
Just kidding. Go ahead.
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[ Once more, with feeling: ]
why were you thinking about this at 3 in the morning?
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I do lie, actually, but mostly for comedic effect. But this isn't one of those.
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I really appreciate it. And you.
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i've seen your wardrobe, you are the last thing from an eggshell white wall.
but i'm glad to hear that. i like our talks.
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Me, too. It almost makes things normal.
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it was called hadriel.
i spent two years there.
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clothes, food, supplies, pretty much everything was hard to find
whole place had monthly monster attacks, the buildings were largely desolate shells of what they once were
compared to that, this place is a luxury spa
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How do you handle it?