#nate moon

[plasma-tree]

[Incessant doorbell ringing]

Gregor: "Mnh--!... Mmnnh!"

Gregor: "Watcher damn it..."

Nate: "I'll go get the door. Relax."

[Continued doorbell spamming]

???: "I want my fucking dog back."

Nate: "Watcher, you really are unfuckable."

???: "I'm gonna call the fucking cops if you don't give me my dog back."

Nate: "CALL. THEM."

???: "What--?"

Nate: "Call the cops. Call them. So when they get here, I can tell them that the dog you abandoned flinches when anything moves too fast near his head."

[Grunt]

[Meaty rip]

[Loud clang of the trashcan]

???: [Incoherent groan]

Nate: [Panting.]

Gregor: "I take it this is Shadow's old owner. I will call emergency services."

Nate: "She tore up my mouth with those acrylics too."

[plasma-tree]

???: "I just don't get it."

??? #2: "What?"

???: "Why is Nell trying to look like a dude? She used to be hot."

??? #2: "His name is Nate."

???: "His name?."

Nate: "...I'm a boy."

???: "Bullshit, Nell."

Nate: "Stop calling me that."

???: "You wanna go? You wanna be a man, let me kick your ass like one."

Nate: "The fuck? Why?..."

???: "You're not a fuckin' dude."

Nate: "This isn't new, you fucking knuckledragger. I didn't just pop out of bed, get surgery, and start hormones overnight."

Ms. ???: "Language, Moon."

Nate: "He's being--"

Ms. ???: "Detention or or quieting down?"

[I guess I'll stay quiet...]

[plasma-tree]

vastly different jobs.

[plasma-tree]

{We fixed the old appliances. I used to read the instruction manuals for this fridge when I was a kid. I was a weird kid.]

Vasily: "--Well, what would you do?"

Gregor: "What?"

Vasily: "If your... Boyfriend? Gets pregnant."

Gregor: "It's not that complicated. The testosterone is making him less fertile, I think the doctors said. And he plans on getting a hysterectomy anyways."

Vasily: "I know, but... What if?"

Gregor: "...I don't know."

Vasily: "You'd better start planning, just in case."