HELLO HELLO, PETER.
Who: Erin and Peter
When: August 21, Monday evening.
Where: Over the telephone network.
What: All Kirklands conversations are inherently awkward..
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Erin: Uhh... hello?
Peter: 'ello... is this Erin?
Erin: Yeah... Who is this?
Peter: Oh, it's Peter! Peter Kirkland...? Your... brother, you know?
Erin: Peter...? I don't have a brother named-Oh wait! Yeah! What's up?
Peter: ... Uh, right, Conner gave me your number. I hope that's all right with ye!
Erin: ...Well, I guess it's fine. Since you are family... But, you're not an alcoholic... Are you? You won't make stupid calls like him...
Peter: E-eh... what? I'm sure Conner isn't like that, you know! He's a great brother. He wouldn't make stupid calls...
Erin: Er-... He is... When he isn't being stupid and overly emotional... Ah... so yeah. What's up?
Peter: Since when was Conner stupid and overly emotional?
Erin: When he drinks too much... It's not a pretty sight...
Peter: You are exaggerating...
Erin: I wish I could say I was.
Peter: Well, the Conner I know isn't like that, so you must be wrong.
Erin: ...Sure, whatever...What do you need?
Peter: ... I wanted to know if you were coming to my wedding. Conner said to ask you.
Erin: Wedding...? Oh crap! That was your invitation? Y-yeah... I'm sorry... Yeah I'll come!
Peter: Yes, that was. But, all right. Will you be bringing someone then? Someone that isn't Conner... he has his own invitation.
Erin: Ah, I don't know... Did Rory get one?
Peter: Aye. She'll be coming alone, you know. Dewi's bringing someone...
Erin: Really? I wonder who... I'll see about asking a friend of mine. What number is this?
Peter: Uh, who are you going to ask?
Erin: A girl named Lucy.
Peter: How is she like? I don't want any one to cause trouble at the wedding, you know!
Erin: No-no. She is a good girl. You probably won't even notice her.
Peter: Is that so...? ... I'll take your word for it then. Ah, the wedding is in September, you know that, aye?
Erin: What? That close? Don't these things take time to plan?
Peter: We've been planning for a while, you know! Everything is almost done... We've even been fit in our suits, you know~ A, though I think I'd like to wear a kilt... Rory sure wants it... but a kilt... seems strange... and I don't know how Papa would feel... E-excuse the rambling.
Erin: Suits?
Peter: Suits. Tuxedos.
Erin: What about the dress? Who is the lucky lady anyways?
Peter: ... Pardon?
Erin: *shuffling of papers in the background* Here it is... Raivis Galante... Shit! I-I'm sorry. Uh...
Peter: ... You didn't know that I am marrying a man.
Erin: S-sorry... I kinda assumed... But you two look cute together!
Peter: Do you have a problem with me marrying a man?
Erin: No! Not at all!
Peter: ... hmm... All right then... So, uh, I'll see you at the wedding then?
Erin: Yeah...Unless you want to hang out sometime...?
Peter: [Long pause] ... All right?
Erin: Y-yeah... Uh... Bye?
Peter: Uh... just... Ring me when you want to hang out, you know.
Erin: Yeah! Uh, bye.
Click.
Peter: By---... She hung up on me.
When: August 21, Monday evening.
Where: Over the telephone network.
What: All Kirklands conversations are inherently awkward..
RIIIIING RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING
Erin: Uhh... hello?
Peter: 'ello... is this Erin?
Erin: Yeah... Who is this?
Peter: Oh, it's Peter! Peter Kirkland...? Your... brother, you know?
Erin: Peter...? I don't have a brother named-Oh wait! Yeah! What's up?
Peter: ... Uh, right, Conner gave me your number. I hope that's all right with ye!
Erin: ...Well, I guess it's fine. Since you are family... But, you're not an alcoholic... Are you? You won't make stupid calls like him...
Peter: E-eh... what? I'm sure Conner isn't like that, you know! He's a great brother. He wouldn't make stupid calls...
Erin: Er-... He is... When he isn't being stupid and overly emotional... Ah... so yeah. What's up?
Peter: Since when was Conner stupid and overly emotional?
Erin: When he drinks too much... It's not a pretty sight...
Peter: You are exaggerating...
Erin: I wish I could say I was.
Peter: Well, the Conner I know isn't like that, so you must be wrong.
Erin: ...Sure, whatever...What do you need?
Peter: ... I wanted to know if you were coming to my wedding. Conner said to ask you.
Erin: Wedding...? Oh crap! That was your invitation? Y-yeah... I'm sorry... Yeah I'll come!
Peter: Yes, that was. But, all right. Will you be bringing someone then? Someone that isn't Conner... he has his own invitation.
Erin: Ah, I don't know... Did Rory get one?
Peter: Aye. She'll be coming alone, you know. Dewi's bringing someone...
Erin: Really? I wonder who... I'll see about asking a friend of mine. What number is this?
Peter: Uh, who are you going to ask?
Erin: A girl named Lucy.
Peter: How is she like? I don't want any one to cause trouble at the wedding, you know!
Erin: No-no. She is a good girl. You probably won't even notice her.
Peter: Is that so...? ... I'll take your word for it then. Ah, the wedding is in September, you know that, aye?
Erin: What? That close? Don't these things take time to plan?
Peter: We've been planning for a while, you know! Everything is almost done... We've even been fit in our suits, you know~ A, though I think I'd like to wear a kilt... Rory sure wants it... but a kilt... seems strange... and I don't know how Papa would feel... E-excuse the rambling.
Erin: Suits?
Peter: Suits. Tuxedos.
Erin: What about the dress? Who is the lucky lady anyways?
Peter: ... Pardon?
Erin: *shuffling of papers in the background* Here it is... Raivis Galante... Shit! I-I'm sorry. Uh...
Peter: ... You didn't know that I am marrying a man.
Erin: S-sorry... I kinda assumed... But you two look cute together!
Peter: Do you have a problem with me marrying a man?
Erin: No! Not at all!
Peter: ... hmm... All right then... So, uh, I'll see you at the wedding then?
Erin: Yeah...Unless you want to hang out sometime...?
Peter: [Long pause] ... All right?
Erin: Y-yeah... Uh... Bye?
Peter: Uh... just... Ring me when you want to hang out, you know.
Erin: Yeah! Uh, bye.
Click.
Peter: By---... She hung up on me.