024 x 420 // voice // daddy dearest

[dignity_misery]

[ Carla is laughing as the feed begins, a bitter edge to the sound that isn't all that surprising coming from her. ]

This is not an improvement over the dog.

[ She's not the only one to receive a specter, she has ascertained he is not real. Still, Jorge Morir says something to her and she laughs again. ]

I'm so bored I could cry, why do you think?

[ Another pause, listening, another laugh, this one startled. ]

I've had enough. My tolerance is low.

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[synanthrope]

Boredom.

[dignity_misery]

I never did well with it.

[Although by boredom she means loneliness.]

[synanthrope]

Are you bored or just lonely?

[dignity_misery]

[She bites back an immediate 'no' but can only get so far as compromising,]

Both.

[synanthrope]

Understandable.

[dignity_misery]

[Correction:]

Irritating.

[synanthrope]

Then do something about it.

[dignity_misery]

That's the idea.

[synanthrope]

And?

[dignity_misery]

And now I'm talking to you.

[She knows exactly how pathetic that sounds.]

[synanthrope]

[Saya just grazes past that]

I'm at the beach.

[dignity_misery]

I think you'd be gone by the time I made it there.

voice

[bedsidemanners]

Then maybe you need to get out more.

voice

[dignity_misery]

I'm not fond of the idea of limping around town.

[synanthrope]

Entirely possible.

voice

[bedsidemanners]

Moping at home is even less pleasant.

voice

[dignity_misery]

I'm very good at it.

[There is definitely something bitter there. Maybe it's because she'd spent years locked in a studio, moping herself to death.]

[dignity_misery]

I could wait for you, at the warehouse.

[Because that is what lonely people do, right? Weasel their way into your house.]

[synanthrope]

You could. Have you met Peter?

[dignity_misery]

I spoke to him. Is he another one of your strays?

[synanthrope]

He is.

[dignity_misery]

Then I'll say hello to him.

[synanthrope]

I can't say I know if he sees his father, though.

[dignity_misery]

Either he's talking to himself when I get there or not.

[ Hmm... ]

What about you?

[synanthrope]

Yes.