// ok i really hate to put an internet user on blast but several of my mutuals are following this guy pleaseplease block @/S4L3SM4N1997 they are openly following soo many lewd child accs
Well.
โฆ What do you think.
[ โฆ she stares for a little longer, observing the expression and body language of the other, before abruptly speaking: ]
You donโtโ uh, eat, the can. Itโs aluminum. Not very, tasty.
Right.
[ Closing the fridge, she cracks open a can of soda, then offers it to the mysterious figure. ]
Itโsโฆ a carbonated beverage. Do you want to try?
Makesโฆ sense.
[ Carol shifts over to check her minifridge. Any treats this thing might likeโฆ? ]
Youโre fromโฆ beneath, then.
[ She nods, as if she already knew this. ]
โฆ Of course. Of course you are.
โฆ do you like, um, diet coke.
[ She breathes in. And out. ]
Right.
[ She seems toโฆ understand this. Or at least interpret it in some way that makes sense to her. ]
And, pardon me, how would you know thisโฆ?
Well, some years agoโฆ she left. She hasnโt come back home in a long time.
[ She wants to hold on to those words, but she figures it just doesnโt understand. ]
Maybeโฆ maybe she isnโt gone. Maybe sheโll come back, but for nowโฆ
Sheโฆ canโt give you any more, um, eggs. Sorry.
[ Keep it talking. ]
Sheโฆ gave you eggs?
[ Carol tries to contemplate this. ]
Are youโฆ looking for more?
Sorry, butโฆ
Dess is gone. She has been for a long time.
[ She sighs and pulls a spare napkin from her pocket.
โฆ Then, as if they were a toddler, she wipes the chocolate off their face. ]
โฆ Next time, hide the evidence.
Iโโฆ
[ Keep it cool, Carol. This is a very, very interesting opportunity to get new information.
She clears her throat. ]
I do. Yes. My daughter.
Why do you ask?
[ Well thatโs definitely not what she was expecting.
She jumps, then composes herself, then purses her lipsโฆ ]
Okay. Sure. Letโs be friends, thenโฆ
โฆ what brings you here, my, er, friend?
[ Face twisting. Long, long sigh. ]
No. We are not friends.
I donโt know what your deal is, or how you got here, butโฆ
[ โฆ she simply stares at the cat.
Itโs just a cat. Why is she being so hostile?
And yet, this is soโฆ uneasy.
Though begrudgingly, maybe ++
[ A subtle, embarrassing squeak as sheโs caught off-guard, noticing the cat.
Mumbling: ]
Angel, those things are so quietโฆ
Why are you in my office.