012 ⇨ pick back up

[brobeforehos]

video ⇨ public

[There's a living room, and a couch, and a cup of tea on the table (unseen), and in the middle of the couch, there's Mae. Knees pulled up to her chest, chin pressed against one knee, expression almost blank as she looks at the screen. After a long pause, she sighs and looks down.]Well, I've been able to find a new device after mine

Comments

[dillonrockstar]

So you can get rid of these things. At least for a little while.

[brobeforehos]

They can break.

[dillonrockstar]

So how do you end up with a new one?

[brobeforehos]

After many dificulties and waiting. The City provides, though.

[dillonrockstar]

[There's a bit of a snort.] 'Course they do. I'm Tim Riggins.

[brobeforehos]

Mae Crawford.

[dillonrockstar]

Nice to meet you I guess. Sounds like things are sucking for you here.

[brobeforehos]

It's certainly a way to put it, yes.

[dillonrockstar]

Sorry 'bout that. You got friends here at least?

[brobeforehos]

I've got some friends here, yes. Surprisingly, many of them are boys, I'm coming to realise...

[dillonrockstar]

Ain't that big a mystery. You're hot.

[brobeforehos]

Ah, yes. Must be why.

[dillonrockstar]

Hey, I'm jus' tellin' you how I see it.

[brobeforehos]

No, no - I wasn't scolding you, or anything.

[dillonrockstar]

Gotcha. Sometimes it's hard to tell.

[brobeforehos]

Hey, I like compliments. They brighten my day, even when my day is a big darkened spot on an otherwise relatively bright existence.