11.) [audio.]

[ijustlivehere]

Okay, yeah, this sucks. I'll admit it, okay? I hate that nobody ever wants to... no, y'know what? Forget people not ever wanting to do anything, people don't even hardly know I'm there unless I say something. It blows and I hate it and I'm... lonely. Okay? I said it, are you all happy now?

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[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Silence, for a while. And then,]

...Maybe.

I mean, that'd be... yeah, maybe. Yes.

Action!

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[About thirty seconds later and there is a knock on the apartment door. She's learning to be polite and not just appear in people's bedrooms.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Neil answers presently, not sure if he's more surprised at the speed or the fact that she actually came.]

Oh. Uh... hey.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hi! You're going to have to show me how to turn on the kettle. I haven't really worked that out yet.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

I think you just use the knobby thingie, on the stove.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Oh right!

[Dulcie flounces past him into the kitchen]

So is t true all that stuff you said, or was it entirely curse talking?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He follows to the kitchen and leans back against the counter to watch her work.]

I, uh... some of both, I guess.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

This one, right?

[Duclie points to one of the oven knobs before switching it on. She places the kettle over the element and grins proudly at herself.]

What's the part that isn't the curse, then?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He flashes her a thumbs up. Seems right to him.]

I dunno. I mean, people don't usually give a shit, I wasn't lying about that. I think I just... care more today.