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[just_displaced]

So...

[He can't quite seem to decide whether to use a happy or sad tone, whether to make a somber or pleased expression, so he's alternating between the two, sitting on the floor of his apartment cross-legged, looking earnestly at the device as it records.]

I guess that's it. I mean, I guess we're all going home. Definitely. And I want to go home, I need to go home, but I can't help but...

[A frown, a vague gesture that could really mean anything.]

You know how sometimes when you get something you want it turns out that you didn't want it as much as you thought you did? I don't know if that's a good example here. I still want to go home. I just know that there're a lot of people that don't. And a lot of people that I'm not looking forward to saying goodbye to. And I was tempted to just not say goodbye because that's easier, but it's also a lot shittier of me.

So...

[There's that drawn out so again, and now his face seems to have decided that sad is a good expression to stick with.]

If you want to... you know, say our last goodbyes, or whatever other depressing way I can phrase it, let me know. Only I can't promise I won't cry.

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[water_wine_wizard]

You don't think about how limited time in general is. It always feels like there's always tomorrow.

[just_displaced]

I guess that's true. I mean, unless you think about dying a lot. Then you realize how limited it is, but it's still hard to do all the things you know you should.

[water_wine_wizard]

I don't think about dying...

[just_displaced]

Really? I do. I mean, I think about it all the time. Okay, not literally all the time, because that'd make doing anything else hard, but it's one of those things that's kinda unavoidable thinking about sometimes.

[water_wine_wizard]

But why? What good does it do for you?

[just_displaced]

It doesn't. A whole lot of thoughts don't do anyone any good, but we think them anyway.

[water_wine_wizard]

I suppose so. Kind of like earworms.

[just_displaced]

Like what?

[water_wine_wizard]

Earworms. These songs that get stuck in your head and just repeat over and over again and you can't get them out. They're just really catchy.

[just_displaced]

Oh, those. I can think of about eight hundred songs like that. And now I'm thinking of all of them. Shit.

[water_wine_wizard]

[She laughs.]

If it makes you feel any better I now have the same problem.

[just_displaced]

A little better, yeah.

[A long pause.]

So... Maybe I'll just call it goodbye for now, right? That's allowed.

[water_wine_wizard]

Of course! Just like going home for the night.

[just_displaced]

Okay. We'll call it that. That sounds a lot better.

[water_wine_wizard]

It does. But I do demand a hug before you do go home.

[just_displaced]

Of course. I'm not the kinda guy that'd leave without giving out hugs. That'd be unthinkable.

[water_wine_wizard]

It would be heartless and you, sir, are one of the least heartless people I know.

[just_displaced]

You're right about that. I've got excess heart. I could probably stand to get rid of some of it.

[water_wine_wizard]

No. You shouldn't. Then you wouldn't be as wonderful as you are.

[just_displaced]

I might be a little bit better adjusted, though. Although I get the sense that you're going to say being well adjusted is overrated.

[water_wine_wizard]

Actually, I was going to say that you seem fairly well adjusted to me.

[just_displaced]

And you'd be the first person to ever say it, but I'd appreciate it anyway.

[water_wine_wizard]

Of course, we don't know how well adjusted I am.

[just_displaced]

Well, yeah, your standards might be questionable, I guess. But I'm just going to pretend you're well adjusted, too, as long as we're pretending.

[water_wine_wizard]

All right. We can do that. We can be well adjusted together.