Oh, same. I'm starting in a few days. What are you studying?
Maybe. [She was not convinced.]
I just...I don't want them to think I'm a murderer. Or that I'm going to become one.
[Because she worried about that. She could feel that anger sometimes, that protective rage the other Eleanor felt...]
I just...I don't want them to think I'm a murderer. Or that I'm going to become one.
[Because she worried about that. She could feel that anger sometimes, that protective rage the other Eleanor felt...]
Most people don't know me, so why wouldn't they? [Eleanor was a pessimist pretending to be a realist, at least when it came to herself.]
So, it's easier, and safer, if I just keep it to myself.
So, it's easier, and safer, if I just keep it to myself.
Well, I hope you aren't, anyway. [But she was smiling as she said this.]
No, I know. There are people I would not worry about. And thanks for being one of them. But it's still not something I want to just...tell people about, that's all.
[She hesitates.]
Please don't tell anyone?
No, I know. There are people I would not worry about. And thanks for being one of them. But it's still not something I want to just...tell people about, that's all.
[She hesitates.]
Please don't tell anyone?
Yeah...
[She sucked in a breath, glancing at the screen again, and then straightened up a bit.]
Okay. Anyway. Where do you think we're going?
[She walks away from the screen, to the front of the car to try and look out the window.]
[She sucked in a breath, glancing at the screen again, and then straightened up a bit.]
Okay. Anyway. Where do you think we're going?
[She walks away from the screen, to the front of the car to try and look out the window.]
...Uh, yeah, I guess.
You should definitely let me know where you live, though, so I can collect it afterwards.
Deal?
You should definitely let me know where you live, though, so I can collect it afterwards.
Deal?
Aw, man.
[so close]
...And I dunno. I haven't heard of anyone using a P.O. Box since like the 1960s.
Why don't you just teleport to my house?
[so close]
...And I dunno. I haven't heard of anyone using a P.O. Box since like the 1960s.
Why don't you just teleport to my house?
...I'm Gar.
[please don't ever call him that again]
And I live on XXXX Huntington Ave. It's, uh, down by this one park with the fountain... You can probably just Google Maps it.
[please don't ever call him that again]
And I live on XXXX Huntington Ave. It's, uh, down by this one park with the fountain... You can probably just Google Maps it.
[She laughed softly.]
I feel like this would be a bad way to get people to come to your park. What with the giant rats and creepy vines.
[She leans forward, pressign her face to the window, trying to see ahead...but so far, just darkness ahead. Maybe a light in the distance...]
I feel like this would be a bad way to get people to come to your park. What with the giant rats and creepy vines.
[She leans forward, pressign her face to the window, trying to see ahead...but so far, just darkness ahead. Maybe a light in the distance...]
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