we could add cheese in there. some peppers. maybe some other stuff.
[ and it's a good way to keep looking forward, making little dates like this. something to look forward to while he's in the dark for three days, doing things most people would never willingly do even under pain of death.
she would know about death, though, wouldn't she? and that's the saddest part of it all. ]
there's an eatery near where i'm staying in brooklyn. too big for a stall, too small for a diner, there's like four or five tables in the whole joint. no one ever looks twice at it until you're upon it.
That sounds nice. I don't think I've eaten anything that exciting in a while.
[ It's not that there's no food in the underworld — the realm certainly takes care of her and provides her plenty of options — but the Dead don't really need to eat, and it gets lonely eating alone. So as simple as the invitation is, it lifts her spirits. It's like what the new Dead have been saying about phones now being compact and having video and people who are separated by distance can still hang out. Sort of. ]
Or in a place like that. Can you give me the address? I can meet you outside, make it look totally normal.
[ As long as nobody tries to touch her, her projections are convincingly lifelike. But isn't he used to hanging out with ghosts anyway? ]
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idk timelines anymore oops
[ and it's a good way to keep looking forward, making little dates like this. something to look forward to while he's in the dark for three days, doing things most people would never willingly do even under pain of death.
she would know about death, though, wouldn't she? and that's the saddest part of it all. ]
there's an eatery near where i'm staying in brooklyn. too big for a stall, too small for a diner, there's like four or five tables in the whole joint. no one ever looks twice at it until you're upon it.
i mean time is a lie anyway lol
[ It's not that there's no food in the underworld — the realm certainly takes care of her and provides her plenty of options — but the Dead don't really need to eat, and it gets lonely eating alone. So as simple as the invitation is, it lifts her spirits. It's like what the new Dead have been saying about phones now being compact and having video and people who are separated by distance can still hang out. Sort of. ]
Or in a place like that. Can you give me the address? I can meet you outside, make it look totally normal.
[ As long as nobody tries to touch her, her projections are convincingly lifelike. But isn't he used to hanging out with ghosts anyway? ]