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[threelayers]

[A tinny, electronic voice comes on the other line. The message recorded is very obviously a 'default' setting of the fluid, available to any user. It displays no name or identity.]

The person you're trying to reach cannot answer the phone right now. Please leave a message with your name and number after the beep and we will return your call.

[What? Were you actually expecting her to record a voice message?]

Comments

[threelayers]

Not giving you the "Many Fish in the Sea" bullshit line.
But think of it this way?
You're young, and if even a screwed up basket case like me can find someone?
You'll get there eventually. Just takes the right timing and patience.

So what's your type like anyway?

[glitchinthesystem]

Okay, fair enough but uh...

I don't know if we're close enough for me to share something like that.

But, uh. I like guys if that's what you mean.

[threelayers]

Fair, but you ARE the one who butt dailed me your confession
And you do realize I can look up Hunk and figure out your type that way right, hehe.

But on the plus side?
You're in luck there!
Lotta dicks here.

[She was awful sometimes.]

[glitchinthesystem]

[ The longest of pauses and the longest of flattest, blankest stares. ]

I'm hanging up on you now.

[ because you are awful, Neo. And he clicks off. ]