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[byanyname]

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either leave a message (or set of muses) for one of my assholes, or request a message from one of them. choose messages from the classic source, from your own skull, or whatever you may please.

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[thatminx]

[ What people say is often filtered, an edited statement far removed from the original virgin thought. There are very few people who speak in stream-of-consciousness, who are honest with the words that flow from conception to voice.

What Treavor says is often abbreviated, often self-interrupted. He speaks so little; Katrina knows she can fill the silences well enough, can take up space with her inane chatter, but she has the impression he exists very much in his own head. To see this change, an outpouring of words (texted! Simply input into a phone without any need for drafting, any fruitless pecking at keys!) is remarkable on its own. To know he has such beauty in him is humbling.

The best, most reliable way to learn about someone - to see how they exist in the recessive processes of their mind - is to read their writing.

How one writes is who they are.

Katrina's writing is different from her manner of speech, very different from her texting: these are faces she gives the world, the cheerful blonde, smart but not too smart. Katrina Van Tassel is as much an alias as the other names she uses. But in writing, she hones words; she carves her stories clear and defined, contrast to the nebulous motives and honesty of her protagonists. And that is her existence: sharp and clear, honest in tone, but an untrustworthy narration. She is multiple people, multiple lives, all as loyal and truthful as possible and yet still lacking certainty.

And Treavor is, apparently, calm devastation after a storm.

No, no, that's wrong. (Not entirely wrong. Mostly wrong.) He's a -

She smiles.

He's a dream at the end of the world, isn't he? ]

We write ourselves into our own stories.

Are you the bird or the man?

[sweatycoward]

Trick question. You know I'm the fish.

[ ... ]

;)

You going to let me tell my story, or is it time for some psychoanalysis?

[thatminx]

Good answer.

[...]

I g u e s s I can psychoanalyze you quietly.

[...]

Your storytelling is beautiful.

You're beautiful.

[sweatycoward]

Shhh, hey. You'll make me blush.

Fish aren't supposed to blush. It's not in the fish playbook. :/

[thatminx]

I asked around, and it's totally a legal play for fish to blush.

Everyone in this bathroom agrees with me.

You going to tell me a story or flirt with me?

[sweatycoward]

Huh. Good to know I'm not breaking any laws. I wouldn't want to go to fish jail.

It's a hard choice, kid. You know I love flirting with you.

🐟 🐟 🐟

[thatminx]

I said it's a legal PLAY. You'd have to confirm it's legal legal, since you're the fish lawyer.

I think you love ME and everything else is just a perk. ;)

[sweatycoward]

Shit, I guess I am. :o I'm going to say it's legal. My fish heart tells me so.

And hey, I won't say you're WRONG.

Because you're not. You're not wrong at all. <3

The question is, does the lady locked up in the bathroom want more flirting, or more story?

[thatminx]

Of course I'm not wrong. I know the perks of loving someone.

[...]

The question ACTUALLY is, how much creepier could you have made that question?

[sweatycoward]

:/ :/ :/

Didn't mean to.

[thatminx]

Unintentional kidnapping? I see how it is.

Flirt first, story after, flirt some more?

[sweatycoward]

I'm prepared to work with that.

Hey, for my Kat, I'm prepared for anything.

1/2

[thatminx]

At least one of us is prepared. For all my lists and planning, I'm perpetually unprepared for life with you.

...Case in point. There's no prep for this. I mean, I have a contingency plan, but anticipation is out of the question.

2/2

[thatminx]

[...]

I love it.

And you.

[sweatycoward]

Excuse me, flirt police? Yes, hello, this is Treavor Pendleton calling, and I've spotted a flirt. ;)

Oh shit, flirt police? Plot twist! The flirt is my wife??!

My wife, who I love deeply.

Hey, flirt police? I've got myself a real winner. c:

[thatminx]

:o :o I can't believe you called the flirt police on me.

Me, an honest flirt who did no harm.

Well, guess what, smart guy.

I'm calling my LAWYER. ;)

[sweatycoward]

Excuse me, Miss. I happen to know this LAWYER of yours is actually a fish, and therefore...

(GASP!!)

...a fake lawyer, and ineligible for flirt court!

We might be able to settle this out of court, though.

MAYBE.

[thatminx]

[ She's just going to shout from the bathroom: ]

THAT'S FISH DISCRIMINATION!!!!

[ And texting resumes: ]

Fish can be lawyers if they really want to be. Fish can do anything. Fish are magnificent creatures.

But I might be willing to discuss arbitration.

MAYBE.

1/2

[sweatycoward]

Hey.

Kid.

Loud noises.

:c :c :c

That's fish headache. :c

[ Okay maybe it's not really bad maybe that noise wasn't loud enough for too much pain but look, look, he can be dramatic sometimes, can't he? ]

2/2

[sweatycoward]

I HAPPEN to be acquainted with every law school on this planet, and none of them admit fish. :/

Which is better for the fish, really.

Mmm... Let's. Talk about that arbitration. What's a flirt like you got to put on the table?

1/2

[thatminx]

Oh oh sorry sorry :(

Poor Fish. And the aspirin's in here with me. :( :( Sorry.

2/2

[thatminx]

...

...myself. ;)

[sweatycoward]

Kid. Kid.

It's fine.

You know who's good at being overdramatic? Me. It's a fish thing. It's fine.

It's especially fine because this Fish has a very good wife, even if she DID lock herself in the bathroom. :/

[thatminx]

Hey now.

If anyone locked me in here, it's the one who removed the doorknob and didn't put up a sign.

And ending up in your bathroom trap is in no way a mark against my ability to be a good wife. I bet I'd be an awesome wife if I ever got out of here.

[sweatycoward]

Nah, you're already an awesome wife from inside the bathroom. Maybe that's why you're stuck in there. Maybe you're TOO good a wife, and if you escape the bathroom, the world'll collapse. Did you think about that?



.....I thought I made a sign... :c