Voicemail

[thereforeproxy]

[The voice is at first not Vincent's, but a young girl's; cheerful and buoyant.]

Hi! This is Vince's phone, leave a message okay?

[And then Vincent's voice in the distance:] Pino, what are you--?

Beep

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[voicemail]

[countsrabbits]

[Sometime in the early morning of the 20th--]

Vince! Wake up! Look, there's snow outside! Vince, come and see the snow! It's still falling! Go look out your window!

[Call back]

[thereforeproxy]

[After a groan and sneeze, he does with the blanket still wrapped around him. He blinks and calls back.]

Yeah. It's something. [Still so groggy. :|]

[Call back]

[countsrabbits]

Mmm that's not a good reaction at all.

[Call back]

[thereforeproxy]

Mmmm sorry. [He rubs the sleep out of his eyes.]

[Call back]

[countsrabbits]

Let's go out and play in it later, okay Vince?

[Call back]

[thereforeproxy]

Ah. [He glances at the cloud cover.] Go ask your Papa first.

[Call back]

[countsrabbits]

I never used to have to ask permission to go play...

[Call back]

[thereforeproxy]

Even- [He stops. No, before cogito she would have had no desire for such a thing as spontaneous play. He sighs.] It's different here.

[Call back]

[countsrabbits]

[She gives another small noise of discontent, and then finally huffs childishly.]

I don't like it being different.

[Call back]

[thereforeproxy]

Your Papa will be worried if you just leave.

[Call back] 1/3

[countsrabbits]

Mmm I'm going outside anyways.

[Call back]

[countsrabbits]

And you should go with me! Or better yet--

[Call back]

[countsrabbits]

Hide and seek! Come outside and find me, Vince!

[End feed.]