Mr. Orange (Freddy Newendyke) (
orangetoughguy) wrote2010-09-12 05:04 pm
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Waking up on the stairs not remembering if you were coming home or going out: Signs of a good night or bad night?
I swear to God I talked to a bear.
I swear to God I talked to a bear.
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[Angela certainly knows quite a bit about people with names they weren't born with.]
Too long. A lot.
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Angela is a name. It's my name.
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[Okay okay there's some shuffling on this end like he's trying to get comfortable...on a fire escape.]
What the hell would you call me?
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[Two can play at this dancing-around-the-question game.]
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How about when you don't know anything except what he sounds like and what he looks like?
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[A door opens and closes in the background, following up by the excited whine of a dog who noticed her owner with a leash in her hand.]
Are we talking about blind dates or christening you with a name?
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It's not an everyday occurrence, but it happens too often for my liking.
[She could be talking about both things.]
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[He's still right where he is though possibly enjoying a cigarette now.]
I've been here for little over a month.
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[Ding goes the elevator. Woof goes the dog.]
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