Dec 19, 2019
@jrbev, call.
‘ i don’t know what this is. i don’t know—what this conversation is, that we’re having. ’ there’s no ‘wish it would end’ in the subtext: he sounds focused and curious, as though bev has shifted into pig latin and the answer to some personal existential query lies in the jumble.
‘ you sound, like. ’ he offsets his pinched brow with a part-amused, part-encouraging smile. ‘ that is a bad day you just described. am i supposed to pretend it sounds less bad? because you got some sunshiny friendly-man shit going on still. ’