[The sun has set. He strolls down the snow covered streets of the city in dark clothes - thick boots, black sweats, his usual backless shirt, a black coat, leather gloves. His hair brushes against his stitched up cheeks with each step. His breath puffs out in thick white clouds, testament to how low the temperature has dropped
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[ She gives him a pout, someone that doesn't like it? ]
You should enjoy it!
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...what's to enjoy.
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[ Beaming happiness and joy and butterflies and all that disney princess feelings.]
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None of it matters.
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While I observe the holiday out of habit rather than religious convictions, I'm sorry you feel that way. Regardless of whether or not you celebrate the holiday, I'd like to extend an offer of tea and stew should you find yourself desiring food, drink, or simply the company of another person.
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He stops walking again...and switches to Audio before speaking again.]
I'm not the kind of person that cares about this kind of thing, whether dealing with it through habit or religion or otherwise.
[But this...might have been an exception, he thought. He frowned. Why was he even entertaining these thoughts? He hated to admit the fact that perhaps he needed people, even to himself.]
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If you didn't care about it at all, you wouldn't make it a point to dislike it or call it pointless. At least, not in the way that you have.
Still, my offer stands. It won't suddenly be retracted at the end of the holidays. Any time, really, if you want to take me up on it. Just don't be surprised if I'm sleeping should you choose some random hour to do so.
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...why. How do you know I'm not someone who would kill you as soon as look at you?
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[He doesn't pick up or look at the watch, just answers it.]
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Yup.
He could totally fuck with this one.]
Yeah. Horrible headache. You got me.
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