053 - Voice Post/Action Spam - Senility

[not_alaska]

Hmmm.

[cars, the sound of crowds passing by, definitely a street atmosphere]

Waking up here certainly was a surprise. I had always thought it was just a dream, if a particularly vivid one. The more I tried to think about it, the more holes appeared.

I'm very sorry I forgot.

[a thoughtful pause]I think I've figured most of it out, but I'm

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[weaponxanimal]

Georgie...

Some kind of curse.

1/2

[not_alaska]

Logan!

[not_alaska]

Oh jeeze, I probably look like shit, right? I can't believe

[weaponxanimal]

You? Never.

[not_alaska]

I'm an old lady, I know what I look like. But thank you.

[weaponxanimal]

Old don't mean bad.

[not_alaska]

Alright, I'll concede this one. But just because I haven't seen you in so damn long.

[weaponxanimal]

Yesterday, gal.

How long exactly?

[not_alaska]

I came back at the same moment I left, so 25, 26 years?

[weaponxanimal]

That is sometime.

Has 25 years been good to you?

[not_alaska]

There's been good and bad. Worked my ass off for a while until I got forced into retirement, crashed for a few years, picked myself back up again. Named my dog Logan and I'm working on renovating an old house right now. Nothing much to complain about, aside from creaky knees and politics.

[ooc: going to bed v. soon!]

[weaponxanimal]

Hope he's a damn good dog.

[ooc; ♥!]

[not_alaska]

The best. A retired drug-sniffer, a black lab.

I... forgot the details. But I remembered you. It was the part that made me wish it had really happened. And I guess it did.

[weaponxanimal]

It did really happen.

[not_alaska]

I'm really thankful for that. It'll be something to hold on to when midnight rolls around.