üks // 01

[webfreedomftw]

A: 946 Beulah Street

[Hey, parents. One of your kids isn't what he used to be. This is probably best seen by the way he's creeping around the house with the lamp he unplugged from the nightstand in the room he woke up in, assuming this a dream or a prank, but ready with a blunt object and a fairly good swing should the place turn hostile.]

B:

Comments

[pasodoble]

( ( Totally casual. ) )

Your friends play jokes on you when you sleep too?

[pasodoble]

Ah, right, you have many neighbors, don't you? How lucky!

[webfreedomftw]

That's one way to look at it.

[pasodoble]

It's true! I'm a little jealous-- ( ( Speaking of neighbors. ) ) Lituania is your brother, isn't he?

[webfreedomftw]

In a manner of speaking, yes.

[pasodoble]

Have you heard from him yet? He'll want to know your here.

[webfreedomftw]

I haven't heard from him yet, no, but I'll keep an eye out. Thank you.