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[foreshadower]

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[ Shade prefers letters or other sorts of mail, but he can also be contacted through text or voice. ]

Comments

voice;

[foreshadower]

I certainly can't make Toby stop being mad, you know.

Although if you two wish to go somewhere for dinner...

voice;

[brushoff]

Let me think on that. If I manage to salvage this, I'll give you a call.

voice;

[foreshadower]

Good, good, see that you do.

And if you can't, we'll get drinks, yes?

voice;

[brushoff]

If I can't, we'll definitely get drinks.

voice;

[foreshadower]

Plastered enough that you won't even think about it for a while, yes?

voice;

[brushoff]

Plastered enough that my pounding headache could distract me from my broken heart.

voice;

[foreshadower]

Ah, and as immortals, I should think we are experts at such a thing, yes?

voice;

[brushoff]

At pounding headaches or broken hearts?

voice;

[foreshadower]

Both, of course! And rightfully so, I don't think we often learn our lessons enough to stop either.

voice;

[brushoff]

Oh I know I don't learn my lesson. I'm terrible at taking things to heart!

voice;

[foreshadower]

Ah, aren't we all.

If we learned all the lessons we were able to learn, what would be the good of the rest of our lives? Our very long, very immortal lives.

voice;

[brushoff]

And worst of all, if we learned all the lessons we were able to learn, that'd make us boring.

voice;

[foreshadower]

[ He made a sound -- horrified. ] Perish the thought. Can you imagine how boring life would be? Us two old fools, only interesting enough to know how great we are for learning all of life's lessons?

voice;

[brushoff]

We'd be completely insufferable—and, of course, boring as hell.

voice;

[foreshadower]

Ugh, just as boring as life is?

I think not. I'll continue to make missteps, thank you.

voice;

[brushoff]

Preaching to the choir, as they say. Missteps make life more fun.