Talking

So I spoke to Vieve on the phone last night. Trying to get this all sorted out.

Here's a transcript:

C: Hi.

V: Hi.

C: So I take it from the lack of hurled expletives that you don't mind talking about this?

V: Right.

C: Okay, um, well-

V: You know how you keep saying we should go out for lunch sometime?

C: Yes?

V: Was that an attempt at getting me to go on a date with you?

C: Most of the time. A couple of times I offered because you were mad at me and I thought food would calm you down.

V: Har har har. You know what?

C: What?

V: If you asked straight out I might not have said no.

C: Oh. Oh. I see.

V: Have you got your glasses on?

C: Ummm, would you go out with me sometime?

V: Sure. After the Solstice so we both have some incentive to stay alive. Gotta sleep now. Night.

C: Yeah, I should probably crash too. I, uh...

V: Hm?

C: ...you.

V: Oh. I uh you too, Chester. See you.

*she hangs up*

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Typical.