@marcos.diaz

[heliophilous]

with everything that's gone on lately, i had a question.

if given the choice, how many people would stay here and how many people would leave? i get that it's a pretty personal question and don't feel like you've gotta answer. i'm just curious considering the way the place has changed lately and the people that have been lost.

could you live your life here? or would you leave and take your chances?

Comments

[gasping]

don't you think you should be asking hope that question?

[ aka; yes ]

[gradual]

i don't like secrets. i don't like it when things are kept from me.

[gradual]

i think she might have mentioned you and clothes. something like that. whatever it is, i ought to be having breakfast with my niece every morning. family is important and all that.

[heliophilous]

so, you have no secrets of your own?

[gasping]

i am not giving you a key to our apartment.
if you want to have breakfast with hope, you can get your own apartment and invite her over.

[gradual]

what's your point? ( he doesn't like where this is going. )

[gradual]

i thought i'd simply ring the doorbell.

[gasping]

not every day!

[ what if she wants to have marky mark over for breakfast, kol ]

[heliophilous]

no point.

but if you're gonna grill people on their secrets, you should be prepared to tell your own.

[gradual]

right. i suppose you're going to be sleeping in on some days. well, send me a text if you're going to be having sex then. i'll be sure to let hope know to invest in some proper ear plugs.

[gradual]

aw. is that how friendships are made?

[gasping]

[ 😑😑😑 ]

i'm sorry, i don't remember signing up for reality tv.
find someone else's sex life to obsess over.

[gradual]

i simply want a good and proper breakfast. and you do make the best ones. ( a bit of compliment goes a long way, doesn't it? )

[heliophilous]

i don't know.

never been that good at doing friendships the normal way.

[gasping]

are you paying me?

[ does he even have a job ]

[gradual]

i don't have much experience in that either to be honest. i find all relationships complicated.

[gradual]

yes. with compliments for a job well done. i haven't got any money.

[gasping]

then i haven't got any breakfast for you. that's what the safehouse is for.

[ you can't threaten to tear the head off her not-boyfriend and then expect handouts, kol!!! ]

[heliophilous]

well, you'll probably have plenty of time to get it right here.
unless you don't want friends at all.

[gradual]

i am looking for a job as a bartender. ( all the free drinks. why not? ) do you know of any good bars?

[gradual]

i want breakfast. do you cook?

[heliophilous]

i put things in microwaves and heat them up.

[gasping]

i drink my bourbon at home like a civilized person.

[ but yes, she knows a couple bars, and she'll even be nice enough to send him some gps pins to check out in the hopes that it'll distract him for maybe five seconds. ]

[gradual]

does it taste good?

[gradual]

how do you afford it? are you an escort? ( don't they get crappy jobs with measly salaries around here? )