@sleepsignals: ❝ That was dangerous! ❞
you can hear his concern. you recognize the concern. you then, in a brilliant moment of characteristically callous facial expressions, lift one eyebrow slowly. ignoring the concern. it used to be that you monitored any radio devices, the cheap emf readers you all found on amazon eventually answered to you. now, though, you’re older + somehow have been roped back into this ghost-hunting nonsense. + you, in all your big city exhaustion, could not care less.
“ i imagine it would be, if this wasn’t the biggest waste of my -- ugh. there’s nothing here, mal. except probably some squatters who’d love to shank us if given the chance. can we just go? ” it’s all a crock of shit, anyway. you’re surprised the rest of them never really grew out of it. fortune favors both the bold + the stupid, it would seem.
“ we’re talking to air. ”
meme. / accepting.
