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Drabble 02: “It was just a joke.”
Jan. 3rd, 2024 03:36 pm#74 with Proto-Nudge and Quinn. I rolled for both characters this time since the first one was so versatile ^^>.
"Hey," calls the strange fluffy man, striding through the tent as if he belongs there. "Want some advice?"
"Uhhhhhhhh," Quinn intones. If: people don't belong at home, then: they don't get to come in, so: anyone at home belongs there, but: everyone else has always come through the door flap instead of spontaneously appearing in the living room. So: ???. "Yeah?"
"You should get out more." (Quinn gets out plenty, on - ) "Not on errands. Go places, see things, maybe meet someone with punctuation for a name instead of letters."
"Uhhhhhh..."
"'It was just a joke,' he clarifies, dropping the title," he says. "But the advice is sound. ...Except for how it's text."
Quinn isn't used to having this kind of complex conversation aimed at her.
"And that's the problem," he continues. "There's no time, but - try it, will you?" And he disappears.
I really like the idea of matching an exact wordcount but since 100 is really very little, and I want to make continuing to do this as easy on my brain as possible, and I'm a twelvesy person anyways - I've decided to do aim for 144 instead, on at least some of these.
"Hey," calls the strange fluffy man, striding through the tent as if he belongs there. "Want some advice?"
"Uhhhhhhhh," Quinn intones. If: people don't belong at home, then: they don't get to come in, so: anyone at home belongs there, but: everyone else has always come through the door flap instead of spontaneously appearing in the living room. So: ???. "Yeah?"
"You should get out more." (Quinn gets out plenty, on - ) "Not on errands. Go places, see things, maybe meet someone with punctuation for a name instead of letters."
"Uhhhhhh..."
"'It was just a joke,' he clarifies, dropping the title," he says. "But the advice is sound. ...Except for how it's text."
Quinn isn't used to having this kind of complex conversation aimed at her.
"And that's the problem," he continues. "There's no time, but - try it, will you?" And he disappears.
I really like the idea of matching an exact wordcount but since 100 is really very little, and I want to make continuing to do this as easy on my brain as possible, and I'm a twelvesy person anyways - I've decided to do aim for 144 instead, on at least some of these.
