║ eighty-sixth stanza ║ voice

[mumbled_truth]

So... a lot of the time, on days like this, we wind up seeing people we know. Either from home, or from the City, or just from seeing them before, when this happened.

I, um-- I just wanted to see if anyone I knew was here. I know that's what most people hope for, on these weekends - I always do.


[ooc: Still tagging slow, but backtagging friendly! Don't tell him he's not real and no cast duplicates, thank you! <3]

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voice;

[fifty_eggs]

Echo, echo.

It's been a while. How's life in between?

voice;

[mumbled_truth]

Um... a little crazier than usual, but I guess... not terrible.

How long has it been for you, since you were here?

voice;

[fifty_eggs]

Same old, same old. The life of a starving artist.