Jan 16, 2025
who: @moonpains where: August's Apartment
Knocking on doors is one of the single worst anxiety triggers in her life. It's met in competition only by calling strangers on the phone and submitting resumes. Even with the bravado and irate fervor that has haunted her in this new form of existence, the very human element of her still hates it.
First her knock goes unanswered and she's not even sure if she actually touched the door with her knuckles, so the second one she, of course, pounds on the thing carelessly, forgetting that she's a lot stronger at a baseline now, so she's wincing when, this time, the door does open.
"Uhm, August Choi?" She asks. "I found your uh, your zine?" She peers in through the opening. "Can we talk?"