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foundationmods) wrote in
thefoundation2020-09-14 10:34 am
THE FINAL MINGLE
Monday comes.
There's no one here. The Silence is....though you don't remember any other monsters, deep down inside of you, you know this is wrong.
Everything is open to you, and no one will complain. You can do whatever you want, now.
....somehow, it feels...awful.
Somehow, you know everything will come to an end...this week.

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[because in fact, sure was. a thought.]
... I really didn't have time to make persuasive arguments, you know. And Professor's with Red now, anyway. All of that was just... in the moment.
A bad moment.
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[She blows out a sigh.]
Just, um... to put it in perspective, imagine I stepped out into the street, and you yanked me back, and a car whizzed by the exact next second that would've killed me right there, in front of you, if you had been off by an instant. Th-that's, um, the sort of panic I was still working through.
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I wasn't really thinking...
[pauses, thinking for a moment.]
Probably still not.
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[everything is bad and nothing is beautiful.
... 'cept girlfriend. she's gorgeous.]
--can I have a cookie?
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[Take five, babe, you look like you need it.]