As long as you can keep up.
No, no I don’t want to. I just want to know if I’m supposed to.

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@cassframpton-blog
As long as you can keep up.
No, no I don’t want to. I just want to know if I’m supposed to.
A doctor. For a check-up. Although, actually you want a Healer. Because doctors are muggle and don’t know anything about your situation, and you risk a lot of things by them thinking something is up. Here, it’s this way.
Oh. Oh. Thank you. I knew I’d mess up.
Oh, right. You’re near, it’s a few corridors over. I can show you.
Thank you! Are you here for a doctor too?
Should I be running too?
A doctor for… Doctors really aren’t the best people for ketchup. You want a grocer’s. Or just a supermarket, really. Unless you mean you want a doctor but not for ketchup, for something else. Ketchup is a sauce you put on food. Is that what you want?
A sauce...? No, they’re supposed to look at me and make sure I’m okay.
Probably? Is there any way you could be more specific, so that I might be able to help you better. Far too many rooms have white walls, and I don’t want to point you wrong again, or tell you something that happens in there that actually doesn’t.
I’m supposed to be going to a doctor? If I’m remembering correctly.
But now I have it, how do I make it work?
I just pressed all the buttons until it lit up.
Cass! Hi! How have you been? Where were you looking for?
A doctor. For a ketchup.
What room is the right one?
Probably the next one over. It’s got white walls. What happens in here?
They don’t want to literally sleep. They want… you know. Sex.
Sorry, what? Why’s that word sound familiar?
This. This is the wrong room.
And trying to sleep with a girl half your age isn’t?
I might be able to plead self-defence.
Why would someone want to do that anyway? Why not just sleep by yourself?
Honestly, if another sleezy photographer tries to get me into bed with him, I’m going commit a murder or something.
Don’t do that, that’s wrong.
So I’ve been told. Isn’t it?
Please leave me alone.
Of course it is. What did you think it was?
...A concept?
I was just going to say that strange isn’t a normal concept anymore. I used to think you were kind of strange. But now they’re so much weirder that I get you more than I get them.
Oh, yeah. That makes sense. I just think everything is strange. So, yeah, I guess what you’re saying is that if I thought something were normal, that would make it strange because I’m so used to strangeness that that is what has become normal for me...?
I mean the genre.
That’s a genre?