014- Radio Transmission

[imthefavorite]

[After a bit of static, there's the sound of a door being opened and then a woman's voice.] "You didn't show up at the- you're brooding again."

[After a marked period of silence, a man answers, neither rude nor honest sounding.] "Sorry."

[There's another period of silence.] "Do you want me to go?"

[There is a rustling of pages and a small thud, a

Comments

[interveningly]

Worrying over a situation you cannot change is a waste of time.

[Also something about that 'her man' line makes him feel irrationally annoyed B|]

[imthefavorite]

[Ignores the utter insensitivity in favour of changing the subject.]

Yes, well. Luckily this particular situation seems to have been resolved. Now we can use that saved time to figure out how to get rid of these radios.

[interveningly]

[TOTALLY OBLIVIOUS]

I have yet to find a solution. Dismantling or abandoning them only leads to a reappearance not long after.

[imthefavorite]

Yeah, I tried those too. If you find anything to be effective, let me know.

[interveningly]

I will. You will do likewise?

[imthefavorite]

Certainly will.