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matt-woods:

“Sorry. Were you talking to me?”

“No... to myself mostly.”

#matt woods

jason-aker-nv:

“I wonder that at my job all the time too. I guess it doesn’t really matter though.”

“... How’d you understand what I just said?”

#jason aker nv

call-me-kipp:

“It’s the best time of year to work. Campus is pretty much empty for a little while.”

“Then what über important research can’t wait ‘till after the new year?”

#call me kipp

lights || matthew & maxine

It was out of the ordinary for her to be doing something like this. Not that everything wasn’t out of the ordinary in Nightvale to begin with. It was the fact that she was openly acknowledging in this festivities, much less partaking in them, that was different for her. With few friends and no family anywhere close to her here, she’d just work through the holidays these past few years.

Now here she was, walking to a vaguely omniscient train... Had the train been here before? Was there a train stop in nightvale? Ever? She couldn’t remember, but then again, most things to go ignored and unnoticed with her. A city council member grabbed her by the arm, pulling her forward, but not in a agressive way how a principal would to their office after a fight, but in more of an encouraging way, how your father figure would lead you down the isle, or how they’d help you walk out of a hospital after surgery. Lifting. Leading. Almost kind, but mostly neutral... Why does she know what that feels like?

Before she could think more, a particularly loud, rusty door opened to the train, and she walked inside.

#otherstarter

call-me-kipp:

“The lab is off-limits for now. I’m trying to work here.”

“Working during the holidays, hm?”

#call me kipp

Jesucrist, Quant de temps he estat treballant aquí?

#I have made the decision that #maxine indeed has the catalan accent #which is french and spanish mixed #have fun #otherstarter

coyotejazz:

“Sounds like you’ve got everything figured out, then,” they reply, equally as joking, with a wide ( too wide ) smile on their face. “Really? That’s a shame. Nobody seems to be interested in friendly conversation these days.”

“Someone has to.” She raised a brow at his smile, his too wide smile, and let it go. No need to stress over a stranger. “Eh. Maybe hearing me blabber about the habits of sleep gymnastics and mirror nuerons is just not as fun as when I first moved here... I’m Maxine, by the way.” She held her hand out for him to shake.

#coyotejazz

spencer-dodier-blog

“I’m so sorry, bro. I swear to god I tripped. I don’t know if the sidewalk like… moved or something, but I swear. I am so sorry. Can I get you another… whatever it was?”

m-barcilon-blog

“Tea. Thank God it was tea, or this shirt would have stained. Shit.”

#spencer dodier

leann-hart:

“The vents.”

“... We’re outside.”

#leann hart

siobhanazdak:

“Nope. Not even a little bit. Unless there is and I don’t know about it.”

“You realize you’re lying to someone who’s full time job is to read peoples emotions?”

#siobhanazdak

lou-fletcher:

“This jerk harassed me because I didn’t pick chips fast enough. And then he said I was abnormal for my taste in chips! I’m not abnormal! It’s this place!”

Lou shrugged. “I stopped keeping one because I never remembered anything when I tried to write it down. The only one I’ve ever remembered is so boring, I didn’t think anyone would care. It’s a recurring dream. I wake up in bed, and it’s morning. The sun is coming in through the window and there’s someone beside me, a man. He’s got his arm over his face to block the light. My arm is resting on his chest, and I can feel his heart beat. If I try and speak, I wake up. If I move, I wake up. If I try and see his face, I wake up. That’s it.”

“Abnormal is subjective. Here, you are quite abnormal. I’m abnormal. Because we know that everything else is.”

“Well, people have reoccurring dreams for two reasons. The first reason is because theres a stress in your life that you have not yet corrected. The second, is well, more dreary. They happen to amnesiacs who have a memory the innate pert of their mind needs them to unlock for them to remember everything else. Now...” Maxine placed her pen down on her desk and leaned back. “Which answer do you prefer. Column A or Column B?”

#lou fletcher

xanthevandevelde:

“I do try and take a very proactive approach to it, certainly. That’s part of being a team player! Which is a choice, and not mandatory! I like that.”

“Oh… I’ve never tried that. I’m not sure I could pull off a party. How do Secret Santas work? Does it require a ton of espionage? How secret are we talking?”

“Well, you write down everyone’s name from your office in a bowl, and ask people to pick one out. Who ever you get, you have to get them a girl you think they’d like. And the only rule is that they can’t find out who is getting their gift. Easy. I’m sure they’d be happy to see you being proactive in the office.”

#xanthevandevelde

lysvirgily-deactivated20200602

#lysvirgily #face #queue too

ericfisk:

“Well, yeah, I know that now. I think my closet might have a portal in it or something. I’m gonna have to call the landlord, and that guy already hates me. Man.”