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[akapeanut]

Uh...does anybody feel kinda...late?

[She looks confused.]

Sorry, I've been talking forever...I think.

[And the video stops.]

Comments

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[itsahotone]

what's your deal? you were talking like 2 seconds

[video for about five seconds, then text forever]

[akapeanut]

[George goes to respond before thinking this through. She hasn't spoken to or seen Santana since...that night. With the touching. And in all honesty, she has no clue how to deal with that yet. So after about five seconds of video where she says nothing and doesn't exactly look at her device (...she hopes it's five seconds), she switches to text instead.]

My sense of time is fucked. I can't tell how long anything is.

[itsahotone]

thats weird. can't you just look at clocks or something?

[akapeanut]

If that's all I'm doing, yeah. Still feels like the clock is ticking too fast or slow or something.

[itsahotone]

if you insist. maybe u should walk around counting to yourself all day

[She may be snickering.]

[akapeanut]

Thanks, but I think I'll just try to ride this out as best I can.

it's still text B|

[itsahotone]

Have fun with that. I can balance super well. What can you do?

[akapeanut]

Balance well? What does that even mean?

Uh. My hearing is really good.

[itsahotone]

it means I'm a total badass that can climb walls

[That may be a slight exaggeration.]

[akapeanut]

You're kidding. Like Spiderman?

[itsahotone]

sure why not? like kinda anyway.

[akapeanut]

That's fucking weird.

[Actually it's fucking cool but she's too embarrassed to say it.]

[itsahotone]

It's awesome and you know it

[akapeanut]

If you haven't gained any extra limbs, I'm not really interested in that particular freakshow.

[itsahotone]

i'm pretty sure you're ok with my limbs the way they are.

[akapeanut]

i dont know what youre talking about!

[Someone was typing too fast...]