i don’t know. i don’t even notice it happening. i go, um ... ‘let’s circle back to the last position!’ or ... ‘going forward, i’m onboard with you slapping my—’ ... uh.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀‘doctor’, she repeated, ‘nice to meet you too, doctor morbius. i believe everybody has a chance. don’t waste yours, now.’ with wind gathering around her frame, feet slowly levitating; sun directly behind.
"Doctor," he corrected, "Michael Morbius. Dr. Michael Morbius. Most people just call me Morbius." He took the golden card deftly between his middle and ring finger, slipping it with an adeptly quick and tempered hand-slip into his coat pocket.
"The pleasure is mine, dear Miss