catch-all: omi.

[toesies]

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[toesies]

Not a fan?

[housewolf]

I think they're nice, just... a bit closed off? I haven't talked to them one on one yet. So that might just be on me.

[toesies]

Oh, no. They're definitely like that. But, like, aren't all the avatars to some degree?

[housewolf]

Maybe there's just a lot they can't say. "Spoilers"?

[toesies]

That seems to be the case 99% of the time. I wonder what—

[Well. Omi won't hear the end of that thought because social distancing won't save them from memshare. Oof.]

[housewolf]

Does he know what he's doing?

[Slips out.

On the other hand, Sheila sees this:

It's a sunny, beautiful day, and your heart is full of guilt. You see an older couple at the graveyard and he hesitates, unsure of what to say. How do you say sorry when their son died and you're still alive? You were there at the accident on that fateful night.

They start reminiscing, this older couple treats you like you’re their son and you feel like you don’t deserve a bit of it. So much of what they say is foggy and unclear. Until, "If only Nachi had turned over a new leaf like you did, Fushimi. He might be on stage right now."

Confusion from Omi. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Oh, didn't he tell you? He always dreamed of being an actor one day. He fell in with the wrong crowd, but he never stopped loving plays."

Here you are. A man with no ambition, no dreams, and wasting his life away. Your best friend had dreams and you never even knew about them. Was it because he didn’t trust you? Was he ashamed?]

[toesies]

No he does not.

[Immediately, with zero hesitation.

However... As much as she would love to talk shit about Carl, that is some heavy stuff she just witnessed. And her expression softens into something more sympathetic.]

... I'm sorry, I wish I could unsee that.

[This invasion of privacy...]

[housewolf]

[He feels very tired, but... okay. This is fine. He can live like this. It's fine if some people know about this specific memory.]

... It's not your fault. You don't have anything to apologize for.

[toesies]

Yeah, well... It still feels shitty that I saw something I had no business being privy to.

[housewolf]

[He sighs a little.]

Thank you, Sheila. I appreciate the thought.

That's out there now.

[He gives a helpless little shrug.]

[toesies]

[She nods, frowning.

And then, after a beat:]

Want to go indulge in something to take our minds off it?

[housewolf]

Have something in mind?

[toesies]

[She taps her chin, thinking.]

Want to marathon bad romance movies while we talk shit about people we don't like?

[housewolf]

Yeah. I'm in.

[toesies]

Great! [TIME TO START WALKING...] Any bad movie recommendations?

[housewolf]

Jack and Jill? It's a bad movie, but I don't think its very romantic.

[toesies]

The one where Adam Sandler plays his own sister?

[housewolf]

I heard it was awful.

[toesies]

Oh, yeah. It was! Let's watch it.

[housewolf]

[Time! To watch this garbage fire of a movie!!

He'll put it on once they reach the rec room.]

Oh, it is awful.

[toesies]

It's incredible what makes it to the production stage.

[housewolf]

I can't believe a studio really green lit this.

[toesies]

Maybe they assumed it would be good because Adam Sandler was in it?

[housewolf]

Yikes.

[This is so awful]

Anyway, was that guy your boss?

[toesies]

Yup. Emphasis on was.

[Looooong exhale, as this terrible movie continues to play.]

He didn't like that I was bold and assertive, so he fired me. And now I have my own company.